The last snowflake, I hope. I started to drive to the studio in the morning and through the sun spotted windshield saw this one snowflake hanging on for its life. It was melted in a few minutes. Oddly enough, later that night, driving home, a live moth was stuck to my windshield in the exact same spot.
Friday, March 19, 2010
changing seasons
The last snowflake, I hope. I started to drive to the studio in the morning and through the sun spotted windshield saw this one snowflake hanging on for its life. It was melted in a few minutes. Oddly enough, later that night, driving home, a live moth was stuck to my windshield in the exact same spot.
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