All is quiet...

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Went out with my parents for a nice new year's day walk on Friday.  The snow was deep and the light was perfect for some dusk snapping:




























One thing I always notice on walks is that people talk to other people.  Not friends they know, but complete strangers.  Only the occasional 'how-do' or even just a nod as you pass, but this is the only place I can think of where this happens.  Are the only people still walking for recreation from another time where people spoke to one another?

It's bizarre, it's abnormal, and it flies in the face of the world we know today.
And I love it.

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