Monday, May 5, 2014

And some, as on tender wings they glide

I commuted by bicycle today. In the morning really big snowflakes were falling for the first 20 minutes of the commute, making visibility poor but melting when they hit the ground. There were only a few people riding the bicycle, and I noticed that someone who was walking took a photograph when I rode past through the densely falling snow. I hope the photograph turned out ok. But in the afternoon the roads had already started to dry up and sun was shining.

(Posting title is from the poem The Snow-Shower by William Cullen Bryant.)

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