And here in the north we still don’t have snow… is suspect you in theft.
I am jealous, man. North of Italy, we haven’t had a good snow in a decade.
Yeesh. The city must be completely paralyzed! 🙁
So Christmassy 🎄🎅
I wish it snowed here as well, albeit not that much.
You have a bit of Abruzzo in your snow
Reminds me of a Hemingway book about Italy:
“I had wanted to go to Abruzzi. I had gone to no place where the roads were frozen and hard as iron, where it was clear cold and dry and the snow was dry and powdery and hare tracks in the snow and the peasants took off their hats and called you Lord and there was good hunting. I had gone to no such place but to the smoke of cafés and nights when the room whirled and you needed to look at the wall to make it stop, nights in bed, drunk, when you knew that that was all there was, and the strange excitement of waking and not knowing who it was with you, and the
world all unreal in the dark and so exciting that you must resume again unknowing and not caring in the night, sure that this was all and all and all and not caring.”
I want that snow here.
And bigger…
Is it northern Italy? How? This? Possible?
Looks like Monday to me. (From a Finn.)
Wish we had snow in scandinavia. Jealous of italy.
havent even seen any snowflakes this year yet lmao
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mamma mia!
And here in the north we still don’t have snow… is suspect you in theft.
I am jealous, man. North of Italy, we haven’t had a good snow in a decade.
Yeesh. The city must be completely paralyzed! 🙁
So Christmassy 🎄🎅
I wish it snowed here as well, albeit not that much.
You have a bit of Abruzzo in your snow
Reminds me of a Hemingway book about Italy:
“I had wanted to go to Abruzzi. I had gone to no place where the roads were frozen and hard as iron, where it was clear cold and dry and the snow was dry and powdery and hare tracks in the snow and the peasants took off their hats and called you Lord and there was good hunting. I had gone to no such place but to the smoke of cafés and nights when the room whirled and you needed to look at the wall to make it stop, nights in bed, drunk, when you knew that that was all there was, and the strange excitement of waking and not knowing who it was with you, and the
world all unreal in the dark and so exciting that you must resume again unknowing and not caring in the night, sure that this was all and all and all and not caring.”
I want that snow here.
And bigger…
Is it northern Italy? How? This? Possible?
Looks like Monday to me. (From a Finn.)
Wish we had snow in scandinavia. Jealous of italy.
havent even seen any snowflakes this year yet lmao
Wow
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