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Snowy Days

Whiteness. Pure whiteness. Falling from the sky, heaping the fenceposts, drifting over the woodpile. Cold brisk air; fresh nitrogen from above, catching ride on the minuscule crystals plummeting from the atmosphere. Transforming the drab brown world into sparkling frosted beauty. Buster’s view of a snowy day—What excitement, what energy pulses through my veins. I turnContinue reading “Snowy Days”

Words and Birds

The weather beams warm one day; another morning, I look outside to see 6 inches of snow drifted across the lawn with an awful wind whipping through the bare tree branches. Winter in Oregon. The next week, we get drizzles of rain for a day or two..the ground turns into a quagmire of soft stickyContinue reading “Words and Birds”

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