Robin Hawke

March 5, 2012, 3:50 PM
Filed under: Three Sentence Stories

Strings of snowflakes blew in the breeze. Jonathon bent to discover a spiderweb matrix. The stringers were metaphors, but beyond that observation, he did not go.


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Nice, Robin. (Good morning.) D.

Comment by dmmacilroy

We were predicted to get one inch, but I’m counting four and the fall is getting heavier. It is a good morning! There’s nothing to do but put a log on the fire and write. Aloha. R.

Comment by Robin Hawke

Lovely snowflakes, beautiful descriptions in ‘The Snow Child’ which I just read and a drawing I could almost imagine.

Thank you for sharing this delightful reminder.

Comment by Claire 'Word by Word'

A few flurries and blusterly winds for us this afternoon, but we escaped the heavier stuff. Thankfully the bulbs are hardy!

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