Saturday, January 15, 2011

Winter musings

Snow everywhere and I love the heat. But I must say I do like the way it looks when the trees look like they have been dusted with a generous helping of confectioner's sugar. I like the crispness of the air and the sound of the snow when it crunches under your feet. I like how it becomes softly quiet, like everything is hushed in wonder at the sight. So, once in a while, I like the snow. Until I have to shovel it off the walk and drive on slippery roads. Oh well. Nothing is perfect.

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