There are snow-falls and there are snow-falls. The one happening here in northwest Connecticut as I write this looks like the concluding scene of a sentimental movie with a happy ending. Precisely what you want to see if you're in a warm place in midwinter. Nature supplies more suggestions for expanded links with ideas than any other entity, of course.
Forever on the lookout for useful metaphors (an occupational hazard for anyone who pretends to be an artist), I'm trying to think of how to make the best use of this apparently gentle beauty. Perhaps a little contest? Prizes (metaphorical, of course) to be awarded on the basis of originality and appropriateness.
2 comments:
Everyone seems to love a contest.
The snow scene you picture is what I dream when I dream about a White Christmas.
wonderful..................................................
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