Wednesday, April 21, 2010
It's cold in the desert, oddly unfitting with the light.
And windy and wet. And when the clouds rolled in over
the mountains, everything went shades of gray.
And in the gray, it could be November.
It is a trick of the mind, and can be made as made real as real.
The Queen conferred with the King, who agreed that today would be better spent just at
winter's edge. So that is what we did.
Posted by lisa at 7:34 PM