Friday, November 12, 2010

The silent promise

The snow is still with us.

As Ol' Man Winter slowly tightens his grip on the High Plains it's reassuring to reflect that there will always be spring on the agenda. The prairie may brown-down and even look dead and desolate, but there is abundant life here just waiting to be awakened. I guess you could call it the infinite promise of the seasons.

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