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Month: February 2015

The Trees

Last night the trees were covered in such white snow, that it felt like I chanced upon a fantasy, a world like Narnia, say.  It is Neptune’s blizzard now, shaking yesterday’s snow off the limbs, scattering the snow sideways. My neighbor’s shingled wall looks like it’s dusted with powdered sugar.  The power comes and goes, like the women and Michelangelo, and the wind howls and howls.  Blizzards in the daytime are of course easier to take than at night, when the snow offers serenity in moments of quiet.  The cats… Read more The Trees