This morning’s stillness is made of fresh snow, a distant jet, the quiet squeaks of a downy woodpecker and a dove’s whistling wings.
The Morning Porch
The view from my front porch every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
This morning’s stillness is made of fresh snow, a distant jet, the quiet squeaks of a downy woodpecker and a dove’s whistling wings.
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I love the stillness of fresh snow. Here our snow has pretty well all gone now.
We keep getting these small new allotments of it. After the string of wimpy winters we’ve been having in recent years, I’m grateful.