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Winter Morning

WINTER MORNING The air is so clear, you can see for miles. Clear landscape stands out in stark silhouette against the icy crystal clear blue sky. Yellow cold sun stands just above the horizon as the last of the stars disappear and the moon fades from view. A cold frost covers the grass making it springy underfoot, it coats the boughs of the trees glistening silver jewels before your eyes. There is nothing quite like a cold Winter’s morning when everything is still. As the sun shines over this sleepy world long shadows are cast over the countryside, along the lanes and fields and villages. When you walk down a country lane in December, stop to enjoy the beauty.

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Date: 11/17/2015 7:07:00 AM
Your excuse is worse than your spelling.
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Date: 11/17/2015 6:35:00 AM
"clear landscape" - landscape is not clear; it is solid. It could be a landscape of trees and hills, but, it is not a "clear" landscape. It might sound poetic and balance with other occurrences of "clear", but, it is not correct. We can see "clearly now". We never see a "clear landscape". It does not exist.
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Date: 11/17/2015 6:40:00 AM
artistic licence
Date: 11/9/2015 6:06:00 AM
You've painted a beautiful scene.
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Date: 11/9/2015 6:41:00 AM
thanx

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