Big, fat, sloppy flakes started falling about 10 am.
In two hours the world is covered with quieting snow.
I am watching it all from above through the window behind my computer.
A fattening of the tree limbs and branches as the snow piles up.
The white gives away the plump dove sitting on a high branch.
A dark rounded shape perched still
She watches the world change around her.
To a world in black and white
Seeming not to notice she has lost her camouflage.
I remember another time I saw the world as an etching.
On the train from Frankfurt to Stuttgart
Jim, Karen, Robin and I huddled in the chilly compartment
Watching the foreign land outside
turned into a black and white line drawing
Unfurl as we sped past.
Moments of magic
That hang on
as slender threads
connecting to the memory.
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