last night’s walk in the park
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“it is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam.
this crisp winter air is full of it.”
-john burroughs
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argo park, ann arbor, michigan, usa – february 2021
grand circus park, detroit, michigan, usa – 1920s
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walking in the beautiful snowfall yesterday, it was clear some things never change, even after 100 years
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“snow was falling, so much like stars filling the dark trees
that one could easily imagine its reason for being was nothing more than prettiness.”
-mary oliver
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photo credit: historic detroit
the brave little snow panda masters the road
with a few big challenges along the way.
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“this would not be a problem if i were driving a snowplow.”
-aaron allston
our class has been taking a close look at snow and ice
after reading them
the first book i ever read all by myself
‘snow’ by p.d. eastman
brought a snowball in from outside
named it ned
popped it in our freezer
check on it every now and then
take ned out for just a little bit
see if it’s still cold and in the shape of a snowball and if it’s drippy
hope that ned will be with us throughout the season
even if he goes away in the spring
we’re pretty sure he’ll be back next winter.
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“a snow day literally and figuratively falls from the sky,
unbidden,
and seems like a thing of wonder.”
-susan orlean
and
as
the
first
few
flakes
fell
from
the
sky
joy ruled the day in kinder-land.
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“the snow fell as softly as a poet’s tears.”
“he sprinkles snow like birds alighting,
it comes down like locusts settling.
the eye marvels at the beauty of its whiteness,
and the mind is amazed at its falling.”
-ecclesiasticus
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image credit: craftulate
kinder happily samples the first batch of playground snow
it ‘tastes like fancy water.’
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“i leaned out one last time and caught a snowflake on my tongue.
they tasted so good, so pure and so divine,
like nothing I had ever tasted from the sky. ”
the first sled ride of the year with a pile of my kinders.
