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Monday, January 2, 2012
The River: Writing Challenge Day 2
The crust of new snow, the bite of a north wind, the sky turning to a deep blue. There is beauty to be seen, even as my feet slip on the ice and my eyes water from the cold. And I am mindful of the gift of mind peaceful enough to simply notice the sensory experience.