Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Zhivagoland

Here are some scenes from outside my window right now. This is bundle-up-in-a-blanket-and-drink-hot-chocolate weather.



I know exactly what it's like to live inside a snow globe. And the pictures don't do it justice.





It's Zhivagoland. I remember my mother loved the movie "Dr. Zhivago," especially the score and the winter scenes. There's something about that abandoned house with the big porch, frozen-over inside and out, that is very romantic.


And Dr. Zhivago is a writer. Here's a scene from the movie, when spring has finally come (I can relate to his obvious joy):

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