Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Brown

We've officially reached the ugly part of winter. The time of year where all seems lifeless and desolate. When it snows so rarely that the earth beneath is revealed for all it is in the dead of winter. Brown. Dry. Ugly.

It's the time of year where you start to wish that it would snow. But it doesn't. The air is too dry and too cold. Even knowing that it won't melt quickly, even knowing that shoveling will be a necessity. You wish for it to snow. Just so that everything can be pretty again. Clean. New.

Green is months away, though it will come again. Until then, I'll wish for snow.

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