Last night, when it started, I just sat at my kitchen table and watched the light cast by the streetlight that revealed the snow.
Sometimes it almost looked like it was coming down to earth in slow motion, like some movie where this moment is a turning point in the character's life. Sometimes it would just swirl around normally, and every once in a while it would whip around and it would hammer the ground and the fence and the trees.
Today it's like all the things that we have to worry about for our planet were gone (or at least covered up for a while. A reminder that the beauty of nature perseveres, even though we're chipping away at it with our greed.






Black Swan In A Snow Garden [link]
to your faves
nice to see you back from colorado
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Music Is True Love
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that's cute.
how are you sweety?
thanx for kindly adding my
poem Acrylic Tears
[link]
to your faves and thanx for the nice comments
I wish you a nice week
and hope its full of lots
of love and inspiration
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Music Is True Love
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