March 09, 2009
Confetti
The snow was so perfect, flakes big enough that I could touch them and carry them off my eyelashes. It was nearly blinding, sticking to every bit of me that it could reach -- swirling through the air, those little bits of white. It almost felt like confetti, like I was at a birthday party for my snow-covered self.
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Makes me almost like the snow. :)
Actually, I do like snow. But not in March, when the day before I could wear shorts.
Nicely done!
maya, i love these short, whimsical pieces! keep 'em coming.
This makes me very happy. I almost wish it snowed down here...
I love this.
Just discovered this delightful post- so glad I dropped by!
The last sentence makes me smile so big to myself...
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