Sitting at my desk, devoid of inspiration with a pile of books to review, I stare out of the window and listen to Colette’s passion on the radio. Her lush, seductive prose washes over me, arouses me, and lost for a moment, in words and memory, I suddenly realise it is snowing. Fat, fluffy flakes fall gently, erratically into the garden, drawing me back to the present. I watch the Easter snow come down, desire unfulfilled.
Monday, 24 March 2008
Snowfall
Sitting at my desk, devoid of inspiration with a pile of books to review, I stare out of the window and listen to Colette’s passion on the radio. Her lush, seductive prose washes over me, arouses me, and lost for a moment, in words and memory, I suddenly realise it is snowing. Fat, fluffy flakes fall gently, erratically into the garden, drawing me back to the present. I watch the Easter snow come down, desire unfulfilled.
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Easter snow-how calming.
Hope you had a happy Easter Puss.
I love slipping into a daydream whilst watching the snow come down. It is bittersweet.
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