*Actually, we're hoping that the worst of winter is over (not to jinx us or anything), but that wouldn't make for a very good reference to
A Game of Thrones, now would it?
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"Icicle, icicle, where are you going?" |
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Getting water. |
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And you will know us by the trail of...** |
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Slippery slope |
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Salt Lake Settlement |
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**Update: I should explain about this pic. Several times during heavy snows, my office was closed and/or the buses weren't running. One such day, however, the buses were (valiantly or carelessly, I'm not sure which) running and the sun was shining brightly, so I chanced it.
As I turned onto the last section of road heading towards my organization, I couldn't help but notice some blood in the snow. Having seen people kill and dress animals in unconventional places before, I didn't think much of it, but a few meters down the road were more drops of blood, vividly red against the fresh snowfall from the night before. A few steps further, a few more drops. The clusters of droplets got closer together for a while and went right up to the gate, which was padlocked shut. There was no work that day or the next. By the time I returned to work, but the snow had melted away enough that there were no traces of blood. I learned no more about this unusual sight.
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