A Travelogue

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Snowy Day

The earth and sky are welded together into a seamless white plate. The creek is grey and broken, like a shard of dirty glass. But the deck looks pretty with its fluffy white carpet.

The warm comforting fragrance of homemade soup wafts through the house as it burbles on the stove. It's that kind of day.


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