As the holidays are approaching, I reminisce my first time to Whitefish Montana last January.
It was the most beautiful place. Cold nights, big sweaters, warm tea, soft socks, fireplaces, and morning hikes with only the sound of snow falling from the trees.
When this fluffy white sparkle is in its natural state, untouched - I believe it is an attempt from God to make this dirty world look clean.
♡ #fortheloveofwhite
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