A quiet surface A chilled air Low visibility, yet serene Cold but still Frozen yet calm Underneath, a raging beast that wishes to show its face The call of the wild issues its dare Therein awaits a green, mean sheen A bubbling fiery hill And there is no […]
It’s a bit of a cliché, but you have to be a bit tough to be a New Yorker. Fast times. Quick breaks. Snowy, icy sidewalks. Trains that at times randomly skip stops. Huts with snow all around them for outdoor dining. Yes, we’ve learn to eat out […]
There are times when, like Madonna, we have to make it through the wilderness. Ok. I’m being silly. I haven’t quoted Madonna in ages. I do wonder what she has been up to lately. Although, apparently I don’t wonder all that much considering I haven’t bothered (nor will […]
She loved making snow angels. She loved the feel of the movement with cold snow underneath her body. She felt invigorated. She was making her angels while singing the Smiths. The two things were somewhat opposite in how they framed her mindset. But they each jazzed her up. […]
When I headed out to California in 2015, we had just experienced 30 days plus of snowfall. North of us, in Boston, had been even worse. As a result, we were ready for a change in weather. We were ready to not shovel. We were ready to not […]
Our trek cross country has come to its natural conclusion and I’m a wee bit sad. Please don’t ont get me wrong. I’m happy to arrive at my beloved destination of New York. It’s not even that cold! But I like road trips and often dream of them […]
Missing my sense of snow My move out to San Francisco means I have to make peace with rolling morning fog, ten degree differences in weather from one section of San Francisco to the next and likely no snow this coming year. Note, I say “likely” considering that […]
Crying in the snow His very first snowsuit. His very first snowfall. His very first encounter with snow. Little boy orange was truly blue. That was then This is now Little boy blue Loves the snow
My psychological force of nature I dreamt you were kind of sound mind, you spoke softly illusions move me
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