i got up to go the airport at 4:15 this morning and it was 4 degrees fahrenheit.
with every breath, any moisture on the way toward my lungs froze for a moment.
i love how in this kind of cold the snow doesn't melt and it retains that delicious crunchy frictiony sound--when i am parking my car it reminds me of Ents, which is always a good thing. like ice breaking and moving down the Hudson.
Tuesday, December 21, 2004
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