Tuesday, February 1, 2011

not sunshine

not pleasant
not fun
not warm
not calm
no signs of life.

Snow. Ice. Cold. Wind.

...forty eight days till spring. I'll make it.
I think I can
I think I can
I think I can.

3 comments:

  1. The Little Train That Could has nothing on you! This storm is nothing compared to what you've already been through. Stay warm and watch the splendor of winter out the window. Spring snowdrops and crocuses (croci?) are just around the corner.

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  2. I'll give you & Kathy my double bed and I'll sleep on the couch!

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  3. Ah some stevengrapha! Very cool.

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