It snowed yesterday, but today the sun was shining so bright that the snow almost all melted. No matter how much I want to see the ground sparkling white, blinding and stark, and can't help but love the yellow tones of this dry, dead grass against the clear blues of a winter sky, framed by the barren branches of the trees. There is something beautiful in a desolate landscape.
Also, I write letters (and postscripts) - EPISTOLARY SHIPS
a little writing project I started a few days ago. The goal being to write a letter or postscript a day for as long as I can stand it (hopefully most of 2012), just so I at least write something, every day.
I hope December is kind to you. The Holidays are coming and this makes me very very happy.