ha ha ha ha

Photo from TwinCities Daily Photo Blog...

Today's writer's almanac poem:

Snow
by Debra Nystrom

—for Brad

Fifteen below and wind at sixty...
white nonsense scattering at the windshield
like bits of wreckage hypnotizing
till some kind of sleep comes on...
if the gusting doesn't die down soon
the cold will finish all of it.


"Snow" by Debra Nystrom, from Torn Sky. © Sarabande Books, 2003.


here it's 80F and sunny...
Thank God I don't live in Northern Minnesota anymore...