muffled

diggingpatio

Another storm, another 15 inches of pure white snow.  Everything seems to stop, and is covered, then muffled.  Silence.  No traffic sounds.  Then the strange scraping noises, unseen, of snow plows on the street, and snow shovels in driveways.   ‘Inner children’ emerge.

christoseat

Christo and Jean Claude always come to mind – hard not to wonder….


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