Ryan's Journal

Snow storms whirling about a tenth story window, watching a thousand snowflakes doing their mad aerial dance, falling with gravity, rising with drafts, landing on window panes, all within an arm's reach, and all their brethern creating a cacaphony of intractable visual noise in the background.

Silence and unperturbed sculptures after a fresh anointing of snow. Icicles extending branches, making a living diamond from leafless skeletons.

Bare feet on wet cement on a warm summer's night, puddles and all.

Sunny rain.

Stars on a cloudless night.

Gradients of warm color splashing clouds with the rising and setting sun.

I was going to write a polemic about the state of email today, but nature's grand.

Have a nice day.

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