Friday, December 02, 2011
Commute
Deep frost this morning, and rims of ice on the ponds. The bus, adjusting its schedule, dropped me off one stop early in the flat suburban wasteland: road and strip mall, parking lot buffered by a canal and frozen lawn. A flock of geese, feathers ruffled against the cold, paused in their grazing to watch me pass.
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[sympathetically passes you a large mug of steaming hot chocolate -- with a big glug of ginger liqueur in it]
Nice work, Thanks
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