Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Glowing, Loud and clear, Pretty book

1. The sunrise glowed a burning pink behind the clouds, but there was no warmth there.
2. As I crossed the parking lot in town, the wind bit at my ears and the landscape was stark. And still, I heard a bird singing a spring song from one of the rooftops!
3. Daughter #1 gave me "The Poetical Works of Mrs. Browning". It's a lovely, old copy that feels good to hold as only an old book can. I especially like the gold medallion on the plain green cover.

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