Snow and more snow



Snow and more snow, pretty as a postcard from inside a warm house. I see a car wind its way out (maybe for church) and marvel at the stark beauty of mother nature. Would I like to drive in it? Maybe not. Today I can indulge in more of Szymborska or start on Naipaul’s ‘Enigma of Arrival’. The perfect day to curl up with a book.

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