And again, I must go out and shovel the driveway. Although I don't think I will go now as it is quarter to seven and no one is yet awake. I think it is pointless to wake the neighbors with the scraping of metal on cement. We got about 8 inches of snow between Friday and yesterday late in the afternoon.
Outside, the overcast sky is holding in ambient light from nearby stores and looks like a very murky, muddy peachpink. All the snow, as a result, seems to be enhance it. It leaves the picture out my window look like a charcoal drawing, with only spare lines of rooftops and branches of trees among the deep shadow of smudgy houses. It would make an interesting thing framed, but as a normal morning it isn't what I like to see.
But it is winter...and what can I do about it?
1 comment:
So much depends
upon
a worn snow
shovel
crusted with white
frost
beside the front
door.
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