rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,


All night, there was alternating rain and snow, and the sound of icy clumps plummeting from the trees. The moonbright clouds lit the reflective snow, but every spot that was bare, under eaves and trees and around bushes, was dark, as though shadows were falling straight down, so the entire night it seemed like an eerily dim noon. Now the year dawns gray and white, filled with the sound of snowmelt trickling through the downspout. I sense a strangeness ahead.

And why do I always discover interesting web sites just when it's time to go to sleep? Photo Gallery of buildings by Los Angeles area architects. Now I have to wait to look at it, lest I sleep through the entire first afternoon of the year.

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