Tuesday, October 31, 2006

morning in the minnesotan tundra

I hate the cold as much as anyone else. However, mornings like this are nice, with the wind whipping straight at you first thing in the morning. It quite literally takes your breath away, and no matter how you figure, that is lovely.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

perhaps at the happenstance of the fact that your breath is literally whipped away - rendering you unable to escape from the figurative lovey language of that other saying.

either way. lovely indeed.