Tuesday, February 03, 2009

Let go, light in the snow and my marks.

1. Your over-excited spaniel wants to run off the lead into the snow with your over-excited son.

2. Tonight, light has frozen into the snow: in the Grove children are still building snowmen; and the shouts of sledging and snowboarding boys ring about the common.

3. I put my prints in untrodden snow leading up to our door.

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