snow dusting the porch •
the trace of small pointy feet •
of a calling bird. Continue reading →
Get over it you weirdos. There’s supposed to be snow on the ground. Continue reading →
When I looked out at eleven last night there was just a dust of new snow but this morning there is a new foot of the white stuff. That’s as in, an additional foot on top of the eight inches … Continue reading →
Sleet at the window •
Tomorrow’s Valentines Day •
but winter cares not. Continue reading →
Today I was driving home in this veritable white out and was really thinking more about keeping my phone charged in case of power outage so I plugged in the cable.
Up came Enya, A Day Without Rain. All right. Let it ride. Then: Continue reading →
The moment one gives a close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world unto itself.
