Texting with my other-daughter who lives in Florida this morning. I shared a photo of the snowstorm going on in my world, and she shared that the lawn was being mowed. And then this:
Dust of Snow
The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From the hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
Now to make it to SLC in this - and then I won't have rued the day. Stay warm -
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