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the midnight moon so full and bright, my snowy white world looks day-for-night. |
awoke before dawn, for the long good-bye. |
sitting down to my last supper, this year, with @Natterjack. |
eating winter pears from our tree and Amish Havarti. |
@fauvepainter when is Rory's procedure scheduled? |
the mist gradually lifts from the valley as sleep belatedly clears away from my brain. |
@Alasdaircelt so, you got your woods "cleaned up" the way your folks wanted, anyway? |
tricks of a semi-frozen river: the ruffled current in the center contrasts utterly still, clear water-ice along the banks. |
Chinese easy listening music is the MSG of the local buffet. i finger the trigger of the colorful toy gun i just bought at the dollar store. |
ice cascading off the roof sounds like a bucket of rocks dumped on the porch. |
tea time with my honey http://snipr.com/7lhpv |
the snowflakes, grown fat, seemingly hesitate to touchdown. cozy inside, i eat 50% of my alloted pepperoni rolls and quaff a rum & coke. |
a mist of snow and the air freezing, the river becomes a slow-motion swirl of chocolate and confectioner sugar. |
returned from bakery with @Natterjack, we have two kinds of fresh cookies. but it's the pepperoni rolls she carefully stakes her claim to. |
snorting @CapallGlas's fresh herbs, as i organize the spice cabinet, cook rice pilaf w/ fresh ground coriander, and stir fry vegies. |
Sub Octo Gallery is a Philadelphia exhibition space in my sister... http://twurl.nl/mfllbf |
my talented friend The Crazy Baker gets featured in this... http://twurl.nl/jnwa1x |
full of soul-warming griddle cakes and hot cappuccino. when times get tough, the tough dig the old espresso out of the fridge! |
morning's premature alarm clock is the back-up beep-beep-beep of a Highway Dept. bulldozer digging out the ditch either side of Hill Drive. |
the roof is pounded with trout. or am i dreaming in the rain? |
