2.16.2015 This winter's history read from the yard: multiple nor'easter strata, each storm now compressed to a thick granular layer, plow leavings pushed into mounds marking the road, buried toys, frozen footprints, piles of deer poop. broken icicle pieces, wind carved sculptures, snow drifts across the driveway, a shoveled trail to the barn, broken branches, sweeping vistas of pure white, grey sprinkles of fireplace ash (supposed to give traction and speed melting), the tops of carrots left out as food, sledding runs, and barely visible remnants of the snow fort; all these recently familiar features, unmoving below thirty-two degrees but rapidly impermanent above.
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