Winter has started to crawl into our land
today.
And beneath the chill and the cloud cover,
there is a small sunrise at the horizon as we drive my husband to work.
Dogs clambering in the backseat, whining and
spatting like the children who used to be there, and now call and text and
visit.
Everyone
you see on the streets and woods suddenly with hats and gloves, curled into
themselves a bit, as they make their way in their morning.
They say snow any day. Greetings , dark cold
morning.
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