Image by Jörg Vieli from Pixabay First snow of the year, hardly an inch on the ground. But the wind is howling, the air is chill, reminding me of another winter long ago. The southern edge of Mongolian steppe, wind-swept, dust swirled, potato frozen like stone. Gusts bit your nose, blue your lips, redden your … Continue reading Poem Of The Day #41
Day: January 7, 2022
New Word #89: Snow
Image by Daniel Roberts from Pixabay The first snow of the season fell last night, only one to two inches of dust for Edison, but from the news I learned that other places got much more. There was a 24 hour pile-up of traffic in Virginia two days ago. Really have to make sure to … Continue reading New Word #89: Snow
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