This morning we woke to the softest snowfall imaginable. A sky endlessly birthing swarms of tiny white flies settling down, silently burying everything in muffled whiteness.
2011/02/28
Softly
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This morning we woke to the softest snowfall imaginable. A sky endlessly birthing swarms of tiny white flies settling down, silently burying everything in muffled whiteness.

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