Sunday, January 18, 2004

there are some days when i am glad that i live in a (relatively) small new england town. today is one of those. there is something about evergreens covered with snow and crisp air after midnight that feels so...great. like a robert frost poem or something.

of course then there are the incidents involving your car and the thick white snow and a telephone pole that are not so compelling. and very un-frostlike.


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