Monday, January 4, 2010

Urban Forest...

I walked home from work tonight in freshly fallen snow. My feet crunched along as I held my mouth open, catching snowflakes on my tongue. There is a sublime quiet to the city on a night like this. One can, for a moment, forget that one is even living in a city. The side streets, lined with bare trees christened with white dust, feel like a forest. The pavement, buried under, the forest floor. The crispness of the air during a snowfall is the same no matter where you are. And the streetlights mirror the moon to guide your path home.

tall penguin

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