More Icy Quanso

Atmospheric was the day.

To the west, the view could have been one of my stepbrother Allen’s paintings.

Quansoo was icy enough to suit a man.

Or a dog.

I got down on my hands and knees, my head among the ice-coated grasses.

There are times when getting down on your hands and knees

is well worth the effort.

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