there is a great, noble life outside this window in the snow

30 November 2008 § Leave a comment

I like that they call snow flurries snow flurries. Because that’s what they do. And i’m really glad that i am sitting at this upstairs library table, right where the gnarly, angley, reachy tree can see me and tell me it’s snowing. If it wasn’t there i would have no distinction between the snow-motes and their mothering panel of cloud. I love that tree from very inside me, and i know that if i were snuggled in its hug i would still be cold because i would be outside and it’s snowing. And there is a little sugaring on its branches already.

Moments like this have to be taken as they come, no matter what deadlines have me in their nooses, no matter how close the countdown is to zero. Life is worth living when i can take minutes to blog about my tree and the snow. But i also have to get to work. And so shall i.

I will call upon the LORD, who is worthy to be praised: so shall i be saved from mine enemies.
Psalm 18:3

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