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Chitral
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Spring, in the villages, bursts forth like one week is cold, the earth frozen; the next finds the almond trees decked with gay blossoms, the willows in strings of green beads, the orchards scattering wide their super?uous glories. Autumn is perfect — still more beautiful — for the variegated leaves are lavish of their splendours, and the planes stand out as if stamped in Copper. Winter is frigid and harsh, but dry and nearly windless, so Sheltered are the great deep valleys with their hanging masses of snow ready, at any moment, to topple over and roll down irresistibly in thunder and smoke. But there are compensations for the prevailing dreariness; red rhubarb leaves, dried for fodder, look pretty stacked in the branches of some convenient tree; and with ice, frozen cataracts, fantastic snow-wreaths.
Spring, in the villages, bursts forth like one week is cold, the earth frozen; the next finds the almond trees decked with gay blossoms, the willows in strings of green beads, the orchards scattering wide their super?uous glories. Autumn is perfect — still more beautiful — for the variegated leaves are lavish of their splendours, and the planes stand out as if stamped in Copper. Winter is frigid and harsh, but dry and nearly windless, so Sheltered are the great deep valleys with their hanging masses of snow ready, at any moment, to topple over and roll down irresistibly in thunder and smoke. But there are compensations for the prevailing dreariness; red rhubarb leaves, dried for fodder, look pretty stacked in the branches of some convenient tree; and with ice, frozen cataracts, fantastic snow-wreaths.
416 pages, Paperback
First published September 27, 2015
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