Tuesday, April 16, 2013


Be it known that I shoveled my walks on April 15 and 16, 2013. 

We had nearly a foot of snow – the moist, soft kind of snow that clings to every branch and bush. 

And it was beautiful – not just to look at, but also because each flake of snow added a drop of moisture to Colorado’s thirsty land. Each flake extinguishing a potential spark, warding off the horrific fires we feared would come again. 

And it was beautiful – just to look at--a late reminder of the inherent beauty of tree limbs. Soon the structural sculpture will be hidden by innumerable leaves. 

It is good to remember the strength and symmetry that supports the blossoms and green. And it will be good to see the blossoms and green. 

It’s coming. I have seen the tulip buds poking through and the haze of future foliage. 

Today we pause and drink it in.

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