~my Second Life adventures in writing and photos~
My quest for the lost snowflake is hotting up, or chilling up, being winter and all and everywhere I go there's snow, snow, snow! Snow on the ground, snow in the air, snow of my nose, snow in my hair, snow on my gloves, snow everywhere I stare! I better be careful not to stand still for too long for fear I might become a snowdrift.
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(aimless wanderings in Andarah)
Well, the world is getting weirder and weirder by the day, so you can't blame me for escaping every now and then and hiding away from the bluster and nonsense and the facemasks and pandemics. So I become once more the wandering vampire but instead of searching for tasty necks to nibble, though I'd never say no to one being offered, am still on the hunt for the lost snowflake and no, I haven't found it yet. It is most elusive but I am not daunted while wearing my Christmas sweater and Christmas boots and with my trusty reindeer will track it down, I'm sure. Enjoy my journey so far.
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I'm still on the Xmascellany trail of the lost snowflake which I hope I'll know when I see it because there's an awful lot of snow to kick through. I will of course tell you when I found, I haven't yet, like I say but in the meantime here's some of my adventures in snowland.
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(snowflake-hunting in the Love Hub, Petite Mor and Skifija)
Hello again happy people, more Xmascellany as my meandering continues in search of the lost snowflake, which isn't a thankless task as I meet lots of interesting people, elves and reindeer for instance, along the way and eat a endless supply of mince pies slurping the biggest mugs of hot chocolate ever, so it's all worthwhile for sure. I know there's a lot of me just sitting, but to be fair all this wandering makes my feet sore, but this time I begin with a hearty breakfast.
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(found in the Dickens Project and Whimsy)
Hello again, more being pixel me on the hunt for the lost snowflake, and it can't be just any snowflake as they're all different, no two the same, and I'm searching for the lost snowflake. I'm determined and will not surrender until I find it, I'll look everywhere if I have too, I'll even look nowhere too as you never know where a lost snowflake could be, it could be nowhere after all as possible as it could be anywhere, so here are some pictures I picked up along the way to share with you.
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(wandering in The Dickens Project)
I said there was more Xmascellany to come and there is! Much more, my snowtrip through SL continues undaunted by white-outs or avalanche. Enjoy. ~x
(wanderings from Lost Unicorn and The Dickens Project)
Welcome back to my Xmascellany, enjoy more footprints in the snow as I aimlessly wander through Second Life, away from the madness of lockdowns and social-distancing, I suppose you could call this, virtual-distancing.
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(from the land of Lost Unicorn)
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More Xmascellany random rambles 'round and 'round a Second Life Christmas. I love the way the sun hugs the horizon through this part of the year as though knowing it's far too cold, despite it being a huge balls of boiling, molten too hot to touch chaotic particles accelerating and crashing and smashing into each other time and time again, the beauty and terror of creation and destruction before our very eyes and yet it's so easy to forget how fragile it is. I marvel at how it manages to exist with such inner turmoil, always on the edge of not being at all. Wow, it does my head in!
(from the land of the Lost Unicorn)
