four wheels glide through fresh fallen snow still falling two riders crank to keep commitments with end of year deadlines they rejoice at the wilderness they otherwise would have avoided on a day with storm warnings
Interesting, on the way home I started to write a poem, very similar to yours... I think I got stuck when I realized "freshly fallen snow" had been done before. :-)
Interesting, on the way home I started to write a poem, very similar to yours... I think I got stuck when I realized "freshly fallen snow" had been done before. :-)
ReplyDeleteI guess it just doesn't occur to me to self edit that much.
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