So it's another new template.
The thing is, I don't like any of the free ones. I'm going to have to find another one elsewhere and learn a little HTML and get it in here.
I'm over this crap.
Maybe someone nice and technologically-intelligent can design me one.
Is there anyone out there who can do that?
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
Thoughts on Snow.
What is it about snow that transforms a place?
Is it the crisp whiteness that also seems soft, pillowy, downy? The impossible juxtaposition of cold, hard and soft?
Is it the fragility of the flakes, the feeling that one hot breath too many will simply melt the world away?
Perhaps it's the funny sound each of your steps makes, squinch, one that tells you each compaction of the snow leaves the world a little different.
And a little less than it was before: you have left an indelible mark, you have written with a Sharpie on a pure white canvas, and it can not be undone.
Perhaps, then, it's the symbolic and literal purity of white.
Could it be the idea that all of the world's rough edges, jagged pieces, ugly places are covered over with a blanket of something else, something other, something better?
Is it the thought that here, for once, we're seeing the world as it always was meant to be seen?
As something beautiful and something innocent.
Eden.
Is it the crisp whiteness that also seems soft, pillowy, downy? The impossible juxtaposition of cold, hard and soft?
Is it the fragility of the flakes, the feeling that one hot breath too many will simply melt the world away?
Perhaps it's the funny sound each of your steps makes, squinch, one that tells you each compaction of the snow leaves the world a little different.
And a little less than it was before: you have left an indelible mark, you have written with a Sharpie on a pure white canvas, and it can not be undone.
Perhaps, then, it's the symbolic and literal purity of white.
Could it be the idea that all of the world's rough edges, jagged pieces, ugly places are covered over with a blanket of something else, something other, something better?
Is it the thought that here, for once, we're seeing the world as it always was meant to be seen?
As something beautiful and something innocent.
Eden.
Numero Uno
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And there you have it.
Or something.
And there you have it.
Or something.
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