Thursday, March 1, 2012

3.1.11--number 61

Bright winter mornings.

Because there's something sort of wonderful about a morning full of bright sunshine that's cold enough to make your breath emit tiny puffs of steam every time you speak. So you bundle up in a warm scarf and jacket and relish the snap of cold air against your cheeks and look up to see an amazing sun peeking from behind a cloud, as if to say, "Good morning!"

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