Is it the first day of Spring? Or was that yesterday.
I do not know and it seems irrelevant. It was snowing when I woke up this morning; I could tell without opening the shades. There is a distinct glow with morning snow. Spring morning sun and summer
evenings have their own glows, too.
I did not see beauty in the falling white today. I know after the coming seasons pass, I will long for another first snowfall. But right now, I want to sit on the back steps, in warm morning sun,
and listen to the church bells.
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evenings have their own glows, too.
I did not see beauty in the falling white today. I know after the coming seasons pass, I will long for another first snowfall. But right now, I want to sit on the back steps, in warm morning sun,
and listen to the church bells.
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