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	<title>Comments on: Winter Morning</title>
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		<title>By: D.C. Confidential</title>
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		<description>Okay, I admit: I like your studio and stock work, but I really like your non-studio/stock photos best. This is a beautiful picture and does such a great job of capturing the cold of winter in Utah. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I remember many mornings like this growing up in Provo and Orem. You&#039;d look out the window and see the warm colors of sunrise, which made you feel hopeful and warm. Then you&#039;d actually step outside only to be assaulted by the brutal cold and the feeling of all the cilia in your nose freezing...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Maybe that&#039;s what I like about these photos: they remind of the place I grew up and evoke many lovely memories. (As if the inside of my nose freezing up is a lovely memory, but you get my drift, right?) Thank you for that!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay, I admit: I like your studio and stock work, but I really like your non-studio/stock photos best. This is a beautiful picture and does such a great job of capturing the cold of winter in Utah. </p>
<p>I remember many mornings like this growing up in Provo and Orem. You&#8217;d look out the window and see the warm colors of sunrise, which made you feel hopeful and warm. Then you&#8217;d actually step outside only to be assaulted by the brutal cold and the feeling of all the cilia in your nose freezing&#8230;</p>
<p>Maybe that&#8217;s what I like about these photos: they remind of the place I grew up and evoke many lovely memories. (As if the inside of my nose freezing up is a lovely memory, but you get my drift, right?) Thank you for that!</p>
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