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| Prompt: Some of us are seeing snow, ice and cold weather. Describe a winter scene from your window where you live. If you live in an area without snow, describe what your winter scene looks like from your window today. ---------------- I see the outside from the window, from where I am now sitting at my computer. There are four people around the 7th. hole in their golf outfits, short-sleeved shirts, and one of them is trying to putt. The flag today on the hole is navy blue, but I don't know what it means since they change the flags everyday. One worker in the course had once told me that flags were for the weather conditions and from where the wind blows. Each day the flag's color and what's on it changes. We have some wind today, and the blue flag keeps waving. The course is lush green in the middle with a slight yellowing to its edges, and the trees around still keep their green leaves, not as light and happy green as in spring, but green nevertheless. Moreover, the sun is bright today, too bright if you ask me, and if I were out there, for sure, I'd be wearing sunglasses. We had a cold couple of days lately where the temp dipped to 39 in the middle of the night, but where I am in the far south, we don't get snow. To the north, here in Florida, they do get one inch or so in the Panhandle and, at times, on the Georgia border. Yet, I do remember snow from Long Island and other places. When we lived on Long Island, several inches of snow would cover the whole place, and especially our backyard with its tall trees would look as if some white angel spread its wings on our property. It would especially be a stunning scene under a full moon. I recall, one year, when there was a lot of snow and an ice-storm following it. Most people in our neighborhood ended up in the shelters because electricity was cut. We stayed home and camped by our fireplace and even cooked on the open fire. This was one good memory of family togetherness, for sure. Night thickened with white, branches bowed to borrowed weight, time held its breath still. Under frozen skin water dreamed of being free, patient as a pulse. Morning cracked the ice, my kids' laughter fogged the air winter learned our warmth. * |
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