Monday, November 17, 2008

pretty, for now

The thing about the first anything is that it always has elements of the unexpected. The first haircut – oh, is that how it looks?, the first job – that paycheck sure didn’t last, the first good bottle of wine – are you sure this is good? Can you tell?

I can say the same about the first snow of the season. A dusting really, but for several minutes it fell fast and furiously…

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…and when it was all over and done with, and the sun was out again, it all looked prettier than a painting (especially on raspberry canes, in sunlight).

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Who would have thought I had kind things to say about the coming of winter. Or, is it really winter yet?

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