Tuesday, January 6, 2015

and then it snowed



Blowing Rock, NC 2014/15.
 We never promised them snow, but we sure did pray for it. And then it snowed... soft and silent. Just enough to remember how pretty it is.


The world is mine: blue hill, still silver lake,
Broad field, bright flower, and the long white road
A gateless garden, and an open path:
My feet to follow, and my heart to hold.
-from Journey - Edna St. Vincent Millay



This post compiled to Taro - Alt-J

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