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Pink Moon has been a beautiful place to live. The summer was gorgeous, though hot. The leaves during the fall were immaculate, covering the entire territory with red and yellow, crisp cool air around. Winter was as it always was at home- cold with occasional snow. I have always loved the snow, though this year, each blanket of white filled me with sadness without my brothers being there to play in it with me as we had before. David and I were true to his idea and spent a lot of time outside, enjoying the earth given to us and its beauty. We often went with pack members, taking in the time spent together, and it allowed me to get to know many of them very well and we talked while we walked. My favorite hikes, however, were the ones that were just the Alpha and myself. When we’re a