Monday, January 23, 2006


I love the cool fresh smell of falling snow.
The way the icy flakes fall lightly on my face.
The white silence that blankets everything.
Calming the rush of daily life.


Idiot Cook said...

You can have it!

Actually, it is pretty, and I wasn't too stressed today since I didn't have to drive in it (because it's all about me, you got that memo, right?) ;)

P.H. said...

I got the memo. I'll be over to rub your feet later.

Anonymous said...

Yours is haiku-like.

I'm reduced to:
Snow, snow, go away
Come again no other day