Winter Waking

Day 52: March 24 (written)

Snow falls from the sky. White and fluffy, it piles on pines and the pale bare arms of aspen. Beneath the dawn, partially obscured, the world gleams, blushing faintly like the softest pink crystal. It is peaceful. It is home.

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Last month, inspired by the-cassandra-project and their Every Day Challenge, I wrote every day to raise money for the Urban Justice Center. You can still donate here or please spread the word. I assume, since I set it up, that it’s still available if you want to. Thank you.

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