Snow drifts and falls and shifts and blows… and brings with it a cool comfort and soft places to fall on hard days. Snow falls and each flak drops a piece of peace if you wait… and watch it cover the worst looking spot and transforms it to a clean surface fresh and smooth!
Not in the best shape… but I pressed the keys to see if I could get this one off the ground and into the air and for the most part it did what Butterfly’s do… float and bounce from here to there at its own pace and way.
Put ten miles on my bicycle… my first miles this year. Wonder’s of wonders the world seemed fresh and full of hope at the end and I wanted to do more… so I picked up my 1906 Underwood #5 and kept having fun!