It snowed all day.
Then the fog rolled in. Fog that will become rime.
The big snow has yet to come.
I wait.
Encased.
Ready to be entombed.
Monday, February 10, 2014
Thick Cold Potato Soup
It snowed all day.
Then the fog rolled in. Fog that will become rime.
The big snow has yet to come.
I wait.
Encased.
Ready to be entombed.
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I've seen it like that. No fun by ones self. Stay warm my friend.
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