I don't go far,
just the same old places
that I see every day.
But some days,
I am called to see them
with new eyes.
A Crystal Day.
A Golden Day.
A Monochromatic Day
like today.
A day when the snow is thick,
outling every branch on every
naked tree;
Laying thickly on the evergreens
making
Art
Everywhere.
Fat snow.
Thick ice.
Fall leaves.
Spring buds.
Light
just
right.
So many moments
and possibilities
to
SEE
the old
with
new eyes.
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