Fine as powdered sugar, this snow. Juncos wallow in it. A Carolina wren lands on a snowy branch, ruffles its feathers, and does not sing.
The view from my front porch first thing in the morning, in 140 or fewer characters.
Fine as powdered sugar, this snow...
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Just what you said! I posted daisies from June on my blog…it seemed warmer!