Sometimes on the way to your dream,

you get lost and find a better one.

Friday, June 4, 2010

A Touch Of Frost

No, not the TV show.
The early morning air. No matter how cold, wet, and blustery the weather gets, it isn't properly winter until the iciness in the dawn air cuts into your cheeks as you walk to work. The frosty air also makes my eyes and nose run, so that when I get there, I look like I've been crying all the way. In spite of this, the midday sun yesterday still had enough heat to put a light sunburn on my nose and cheeks while I walked home again.

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