A day in Leipzig

My feet are cold
My feet are wet
I'm taking pictures without regret.
Wow, so poetic Fokke.

Leipzig is such a beatuy. I arrived in a deep snowfall, covering all the late winter grey into a late winter white.
The city sounds are damped.
Everything slows down, looks more peaceful. 
I met with Katrin and her daughter Romy for some family shots. I guess the little girl liked it.

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