Dec
20
2009
I love looking out my kitchen window. We had a snowstorm yesterday and already the roads have been plowed. It is not the same as being in the middle of the storm.
Every thing outside my back window is white and unspoiled looking. There is no evidence of humans there. I keep expecting to see a cottontail or two playing in the snow.
Even if I don’t, I love peering out into the snow covered trees and bushes and ground. The landscape appears wild. It is an illusion but even so I love it still every time I glance out that window.
