Something worth seeing

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Saint Martin’s Church was named from a French Saint
Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather. John Ruskin
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Saint Martin’s Church is a Protestant church was named after the French Saint.
Advice is like snow – the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into the mind. Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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Westfeld consists of two villages, Westfeld and Wrisbergholzen. Wrisbergholzen, the smaller village, has various sights to offer.
A snow day literally and figuratively falls from the sky, unbidden, and seems like a thing of wonder. Susan Orlean

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A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water. Carl Reiner

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One of the very best reasons for having children is to be reminded of the incomparable joys of a snow day. Susan Orlean
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 I love the snow! I actually cannot stand the beach. Dove Cameron

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12347801_471720443037046_1613689855298556021_n “Every Autumn now my thoughts return to snow. Snow is something I identify myself with. Like my father, I am a snow person.” ― Charlie English

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Snow can sometimes fall from a cloudless sky.” ― Emma Richler, Be My Wolff

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“Snow is a white candle emitting warm beauties around it!” ― Mehmet Murat ildan

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“The air is blue and keen and cold,
With snow the roads and fields are white;
But here the forest’s clothed with light
And in a shining sheath enrolled.
Each branch, each twig, each blade of grass,
Seems clad miraculously with glass:

Above the ice-bound streamlet bends
Each frozen fern with crystal ends.”
William Sharp

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Schloss Wrisbergholzen ist ein Schloss im Ortsteil Wrisbergholzen der Gemeinde Westfeld in Niedersachsen

“The snow was coming down so hard. It looked like the flakes were hurrying to get out of the sky so the next ones would have room to fall.” ― Bill McKibben

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 “I think of the snow, falling, drifting upward. Of extending the ephemeral. Spaces follow spaces, burgeoning, and the air smells so sweet.” ― Meia Geddes

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 “Snow was falling,
so much like stars
filling the dark trees
that one could easily imagine
its reason for being was nothing more
than prettiness.”
Mary Oliver

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“Into the snows she sweeps,
Hurling the haven behind,
The Deutschland, on Sunday; and so the sky keeps,
For the infinite air is unkind,
And the sea flint-flake, black-backed in the regular blow,
Sitting Eastnortheast, in cursed quarter, the wind;
Wiry and white-fiery and whirlwind-swivelled snow
Spins to the wido-making unchilding unfathering deeps.

(from “The Wreck of the Deutschland, Part the Second”)”
Gerard Manley Hopkins, Poems and Prose

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Wrisbergholzen Castle with 800 faiences covered in the wall with latin, italian, french words

“Some people spend their entire lives seeing the snow without ever seeing the magic in the existence of one snowflake.” ― Emily Littlejohn, Inherit the Bones

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Porcellain Fabrique

“Close your eyes. Hear the silent snow. Listen to your soul speak.” ― A.D. Posey

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Saint Martin’s Church

“The snow began to fall again, drifting against the windows, politely begging entrance and then falling withdisappointment to the ground” ― Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Disaster

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Porcellain Fabrique

“Snowflakes are one of nature’s most fragile things, but just look what they can do when they stick together.” ― Vesta M. Kelly

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“The snow was too light to stay, the ground too warm to keep it. And the strange spring snow fell only in that golden moment of dawn, the turning of the page between night and day.” ― Shannon Hale, Palace of Stone

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Saint Martin’s Church

“The snow was endless, a heavy blanket on the outdoors; it had a way about it. A beauty. But I knew that, like many things, beauty could be deceiving.” ― Cambria Hebert, Whiteout

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dorf

“Long miles of snow and mountains spun out behind him, and his hooves scattered stardust or snow crystals. He went bounding on and on, right on the spine of the world, thrust out against the night sky” ― Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby Whirlwind

“Love is life’s snow. It falls deepest and softest into the gashes left by the fight – whiter and purer than snow itself.” ― Fridtjof Nansen,

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Tiles from Porcellain Fabrique

Snow’s unforgiving power causes some men to wish for spring’s flower.

Some might hate snow’s bitter chill, but you love it at your own will.

I see snow as something fun, but others might still long for summer’s sun.

You and I hate summer’s heat, but we still love the warmth of a fire on our feet.

Spring has jays whose virtuous songs are nice, but winter’s lonely echoes are earth’s frigged vice.

I enjoy spring’s life, yet I still love winter’s seemingly harsh sorrow; sometimes I can’t get out of the house, so I worry about tomorrow.

I love the sight of snow and I treasure the sight of summer’s river which swiftly flows.

Also, winter can be cold, but we can look forward to seeing spring’s life and joy unfold.”
Seth D.

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Dorf

“…every life is like a snowflake: individual existences might look identical from afar, but to understand one´s own eternally mysterious uniqueness one had only to plot the mysteries of one´s own snowflake.” ― Orhan Pamuk, Snow

 

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