As winter is ushered out the door ever earlier and the last of the snow visible on the Jura melts, I wave goodbye to it with this magical moment. Snow may become something of a rarity in a warming world.
In any case, do not make yourself hurry.
‘But Dorothea could not make herself hurry. The snow had changed everything. Almost she felt like walking on tiptoe through this new sparkling world.’
Source: Arthur Ransome, Winter Holiday (London: Vintage, 2012), p. 88
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