Monday, January 28, 2013

A Single String

I glanced out the window and noticed a string hanging from the bare branch of our tree in the the backyard. A single string, waving in the cold winter air.

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Immediately, I recalled Elisabeth's birthday party; the lanterns hanging from the tree, the colors, the sunlight late into the evening. 

It had me craving the warmer months to come.

It's nice to know that winter doesn't last forever. 

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