I dug a hole in a snow bank.
Burrowed eight feet back.
At the far end I carved out a dome.
From the inside. Can you see a dog-head in this picture?
At midnight, after a brisk walk under a round moon, Hana and I climbed into the hole and welcomed a new decade.
The End.
Hana wishing her dad a happy New Year. Gilda is curled at her feet, like a lemur.
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