life worth living: January 2004 Archives

I think it's better when it snows in the big city.

I've lived both in the city and in the boondocks. But here in the city, snow does something special. It's that one little accent that sets the whole thing off. Every different building, every bush and tree, every mailbox, street-sign and lamp post all pull together into one big painting, held together and held down by a white blanket.

In the boonies, once you've seen one field, one river, or one frozen lake, you've seen them all. But here in the city, every street is a new picture with untouched nature spread all over it.