I woke up early this morning and when I glanced through the window I noticed snow falling. I put on my shoes, jacket and hat and headed out the door. I walked around for about thirty minutes.
Here's a wonderful poem by Scott Hightower from his brand spanking new book Part of the Bargain.
I have a new crush. His name is PJ Clark. Anyone know him?
Soothes and burdens,
Vistas of lunar solitude.
Builds, embellishes a mood.