March 12, 2022

I have watched pitter patter snow fall from the clouds all day today. Less descending
and piling up on the sidewalks, more floating and dancing through the air for a while
in a two-step with the wind. Everything outside turned grey today. There is a heaven
that comes with doing things slowly and with precision on days like this. Lingering
in front of the winter window for just a beat longer. Pausing for a moment in between
filling up the tea kettle, choosing an english breakfast tea, then switching on the stove