Sunday, January 1, 2012

rosy fingers of dawn: 2012

Got up to let the dog out early this morning. Temp in the low 20s (7C).

Freezing rain yesterday coated all exposed surfaces: the metal curlicues of my canopy gazebo, every dried stem in the garden, every twig.

Over the fence I could see my neighbor's tree, gleaming pink in the sunrise. The rosy fingers of dawn illuminated the icy branches and trunk. Welcome, 2012.

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