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“I know the weather is bitter cold,” she said, “and this is a hard time for the poor, and for the wild creatures, but do you not think it is beautiful? Not with the soft beauty of the budding spring or the lavish beauty of summer. But with something magnificent and enduring. I love to see the trees, stripped to their bones, standing so defiant against the winter winds.”