Muse February 1, 2015 by Oddment 2 Comments The snow comes willy-nilly thoughtless as air but it sees what I do not and leaves its name on sudden sculptures avenues quilts — clever. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
February 1, 2015 at 7:12 pm
“Leaves its name on sudden sculptures.” Lovely. I love the snow-sculptured photos, too.
February 1, 2015 at 7:22 pm
Thank you! So much better to be inside writing about the snow than outside shoveling it, though I think I’m going to have to exchange pen (so to speak) for shovel pretty soon.