29 January, 2004

Frozen Attack

Once again, the world changes....

Ice clad trees shook angry limbs at me, pelting me with tiny deadly crystal daggers. Chill wind blew dustings of snow across paths recently cleared. Two salt trucks braved my hill, changing powdered fluff to hostile acid on tender paws of pampered dogs.

Sun beams in brave patches while the sky holds its breath, saturated with the color of storm.

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