When I went outside early this morning, the trees on my street were beautiful, their branches traced in delicate white outlines. I did not have my camera because I was walking Mabel, and it had not occurred to me to bring the camera with me. But later I went out again, and took the camera. But by then the snow was beginning to melt, and had formed odd clumps on the branches.
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
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