Watching her in the snow is everything I imagined--a total reawakening. Every small detail must be closely examined, sniffed, tasted, or stomped. On the way home she tuckered out, so each time she tumbled she lay back and looked up at the sky in a long moment of winter silence. Peace on earth.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Well Since Everyone is Posting About the Snow...
Watching her in the snow is everything I imagined--a total reawakening. Every small detail must be closely examined, sniffed, tasted, or stomped. On the way home she tuckered out, so each time she tumbled she lay back and looked up at the sky in a long moment of winter silence. Peace on earth.
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