January 24th, 2005

wonderwoman

NO TIME TO SAY HELLO, GOODBYE

The day is framed by a pale winter palette. The sky lightens a pale blue and lavender with streaks of rosy glow on the horizon where the sun is slowly being revealed by the turning of the earth. Later, the sun, setting, darkens the pale blue and lavender with streaks of rosy glow on the horizon exactly opposite its morning view, slowing sinking down into hiding. Snow bleaches the whole world white, there is only shadow and sun. The moon this morning, an enormous beveled disc, thrown by some gigantic muscled Olympian, hung incongruously alone and shining on the spotless blue background of the sky, its silver surface tarnished with the grey smudges of its landscape. We turn and turn and are still amazed each morning.

Mucho stresso: AWC website/newsletter/calendar/program/nametags all due tonight, and if I want to watch West Wing it has to be done by 10 p.m EEK
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