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The view from my desk
Monday, December 8, 2008
I didn't have a chance to bring in the patio furniture or LIl E's trucks before the snow came. OK, so I don't watch the news and I haven't been out there for the seven days the snow has stuck around. As much as I dreaded winter and shiver at the draft that blows in under the French doors while I work, I love the stillness and serenity of our summer place -- right there on the balcony -- all covered in pristine, white snow. That hush is what I think keeps Chicagoans in the city, even after years and years of shoveling walks and claiming parking spots with lawn chairs and the stains of salt rimmed around boots and coats and cars.
I'd take summer and 70-degrees back in a heart beat, but I will happily soak up the site of a red bird sitting on one of those intricately-laced branches full of snow.
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