21 January

The Crystal Cold

by Jon Katz
The Crystal Cold
The Crystal Cold

We woke up this morning to a crystal cold, a clear blue sky, zero degrees, the morning sun sparkling through the ice-sheathed apple tree, the Big Red Dog watching his sheep, oblivious to the weather. I loved being warm in Florida, but I would miss the crystal cold, the winter pasture, the promise and sweet coming of Spring. This is where I want to be.

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