of snow and dust and randomness

The snow failed to secure its turf. The rain rinsed the lead-green hills and the buckskin grasses. Winter in the steppes banana belt is an intermittent thing.

I’ve caught its intermittency. I was dusting but my med alarm went off, and I gulped my two white things and one orange thing, which were in my purse, which was next to my lap-friendly computer, so I checked my email, and there was a bill, so I paid all the bills, and then wrote Heidi back to tell her I liked a poem she composed so well that I’d like to have coffee with it. But first I’ll finish at least the dusting, just to regain a sense of linear sequence to the day.

But just now, which is now just then, a long, white, thin-and-puffy cloud mass is advancing across the hills. I think it is coagulated mist from the river. So I snapped a picture of it through the window; otherwise I would have had the distractions of going outside, possibly locking myself out, as I have done before, etc. The picture I took showed the cloud as a narrow tube, but I forgot to save that one, so I took another a few minutes later, when the cloud was puffier and more ready to ally its awesome vaporous force with a formidable cloud front. I liked the other picture better, but it is tucked away in my great empty file of belayed aspirations. One of which is not going to be the dusting. . .

But dust is very good at waiting.

rivercloud

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2 responses to “of snow and dust and randomness

  1. Heidi

    Utterly beautiful, L. We had a gorgeous sunrise/sunset yesterday and I kept thinking of how the witness God had left to Himself those many years (according to the apostle Paul) that the nations were allowed to go their own ways, was the witness of His *goodness*. We have only these glimpses of it here. Enough to taste and see — that blessed are all who put their trust in Him.

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