Snow run in English (it’s too cold for German)

Too cold for running in German as sleet stings my face.

I skate across snow-packed surfaces smoothed by sledges.

I skip over small mounds where grass strains through.

I stumble when I sink in surprises of deep white.

As gusts of wind constantly sear my cheeks.

All I can do is yank my hat down and pull my snood up.

I slide to a stop.

Three skips stand red and neat against the elements.

I bare my hand to take a photo, and see my jacket is rigid with ice.

My core is fine, but my extremities are not. I must move on before the cold takes a grip.

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Home holds a softer snowscape and a steaming hot coffee.

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Surely it won’t be long before Winter warms into Spring. And I can start running in German again (and stop posting silly posts like this).

Seasons by Blexbolex

Schneelauf and Chocolate

Schneelauf Nummer zwei

All at Knole Park