A sad farewell to the Anchorage Freeze Project.
A perfect memory:
sitting in the center of the snow-carved labyrinth roasting hotdogs and making s'mores in the firepit with fellow city folk late one Sunday night and feeling at peace, in the center of the starry night.
Thank you for that moment.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
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