I cut large sheets of white paper, into tiny little confetti. I imagine you walk by, and I am so delighted to see you, I rejoice and throw them all in the air. You stop and stare, because you’ve never seen paper snow before. Then I tell you, oh yes you have, you are as beautiful as snow, and to see it again, just look at your reflection. —Jason Bartlett
Image by John Waiblinger
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