This is a Church of the Churchless day when some Oregon snow is going to do most of the talking. I learned quite a bit from it on my walk this morning.
When you feel the spirit, jump up and dance with snowballs.
Bare bright branches are beautiful. No leaves necessary.
Even blah barren brush turns into wow! with a coating of white.
Put on the right coat and you'll say "It's not cold."
Dead trees are still alive. Oh, yes, very much so.
It’s possible to walk in your own footsteps (our dog can, at least, which is how she makes four paws look like two).
At the end, dive in. Unless you don't want to.
Suddenly--a flash of color.
On the edge…an interesting place to be
It’s true: bending low, bamboo doesn’t break.
Keep flowing. Always. 
Around rocks. Wherever.
It’s nice to have a friend along when exploring shadowy woods. (But alone is fine too.)
I like the softer, side of Brian. If your whole "Ruler of the Free World" idea doesn't pan out, you can always get a job at Hallmark. :-) Happy snow day!
Posted by: Marcel Cairo | January 16, 2007 at 05:28 PM
No, this is way beyond Hallmark. Greeting-card platitudes don't include observations like, "Dead trees are still alive."
Posted by: Dave | January 17, 2007 at 06:06 PM