Good morning!
It’s Sunday, and we’ve come down to the bay to greet a small family of snowflakes that are thinking about moving here for the winter. Next week’s warm weather might interrupt their plans, but we won’t tell them that. We’ll simply greet them and cheer them on.
“once a snowflake fell
on my brow and i loved
it so much and i kissed
it and it was happy and called its cousins
and brothers and a web
of snow engulfed me then
i reached to love them all
and i squeezed them and they became
a spring rain and i stood perfectly
still and was a flower”—Nikki Giovanni
Onwards,
Clara
p.s.—You can also watch today’s video via this link.
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