Saturday 19 March 2011: Juxtaposition
We live in a coastal town. It doesn't snow here. This morning there was a very local five minute show of monster hail drumming huge noises on the skylight, leaving a magical white covering on the neighborhood roofs and yards. I'm hoping all the poor battered flowers will shake themselves off and soldier on, but the worries are for the fruit trees that were just beginning to sing.
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