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Tuesday, February 22, 2011
our icy jester
yesterday i woke up and wrote of impending spring.
then i got dressed, went outside and made this guy with my children:
i suppose we could call him the last sentinel of winter, but that not only seems a little pretentious, but also a little premature. winter may still have some more up her sleeve. so, rather than curse her persistence and her over-stayed welcome, we made a "cat in the hat" snowman as a kind of a farce; a snowy court-jester if you will.
do you see us, winter? we aren't bothered by your persistent assault. we are smiling. we are still smiling at you, winter. now, go away.