Nine inches of snow fell last night, coating everything with a heavy layer of white death.It is quite beautiful this morning.
The Stickman bends low with his new burden. he awaits the arrival of the birds,anxious to provide shelter as they forage for seeds.
A stunned face has emerged,
an ordinary object transformed by the heavy blanket of snow.
So much fun to see people as neurotic as I am. I TOO hate walking on sewer grates and avoid the long subway exhaust grates as much as possible. No fear something will get me, just a fear of falling.
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