December 16th, 2012

caillebotte_man at his window


I didn't get snowbound, but I did get wet. There was mist until I went out to shop, and then rain began, and spray flew from the tires of cars as they sped along the dark road. The market lights glittered in puddles and rippling sheets that flowed across the asphalt. Car to door and door to car four times, my hoodie raised and water soaking my shoes while wind-driven pins of ice water stabbed my face. It was all quite splendid. I'm sure I'll be nostalgic about it come spring.

Of course the rain slackened once I'd gotten home and had put the groceries away. The air is less chilly than it was yesterday, and is nice to sniff, smelling of wet pine and grass and a little bit of leaf mold. I'll soon enough lose my delight in it, though, as the rain is apt to continue all week and into next week and, probably, into the week after that. There could be snow yet as well, but I'm not going to think about that. I'm going to think about how March might bring a warm day or two, and fresh flowers and buzzing insects. It's less than a week until the solstice, and then the days will start getting longer. The growing light will make winter less formidable. I might even decide to enjoy a bit of it before it ends.

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