Taking in the quiet of falling snow; interrupted only by the sounds of skidding cars coming down the street. Hey that’s interesting; watch the fools in cars without chains for a while. Laugh at my neighbor’s Christmas lights – the snowflakes that look like they are moving toward his front door. Shake my head. Go back to the fire and look out the window onto a snowy Petanque court. Think of Jess; catching her own boule-gone-astray and making it look graceful and intentional. Hurry back Jess; we’ve got post-skiing beers to savor with you.(Arica)
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