Worn Out With Anticipation
There are about 8 inches on the ground (maybe I exaggerate---maybe only 6). We spent yesterday monitoring the forecast, watching the Olympics, walking downtown to get Mexican food (at the lukewarm place) and nibble boxes of chocolate, and reading. It was a slippery, low-key day, not blustery, but calm. I did no writing. Maybe today.
I wore myself out with anticipation. Not much to say, so here's a little to look at:
I wore myself out with anticipation. Not much to say, so here's a little to look at:
posted by Cate at 11:32 AM
5 Comments:
It looks like heaven!
Love the fact that you were able to capture the snowflakes in your pictures. Really shows the soothing atmosphere of a snow fall.
Thanks for sharing!
Read ya' Later!
Hey~
Can't believe you were longing for snow...wait 'till you're digging out!!!!
Awww but the kids will love it. :)
Farmer's son moved (:-) that seems symbolic somehow. Suppose Sabrina came then?) You seem to have done a backstudy of my cousins. Dead on characterization.
http://www.dogwoodjournal.com/Archive/Issue5/CathieByersHamilton.cfm
Thanks everyone!
And Pearl, thanks for reading my story and for sharing your impressions! Means a lot to me.
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