There’s
a perfect day
I keep in my jacket pocket
Snow and sun
You and me
With that bald eagle.
For the change it wrought
everything
thank you.
Snow angels cure anything.
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This Sunday 160 (a story in 160 characters, including spaces) is brought to you by a May afternoon at Oregon's Frog Lake. If you'd like to play, let Monkey Man know (he'll visit you if he's not too busy out making snow angels in the sod).
12 comments:
What kind of idiot makes a snow angel in shorts and a t-shirt. Oh, Yeah.
That was a day to change all days. Thank you for making it a 160.
yes they can. Beautiful! Your post came at just the right time. I'm sitting here bored to death waiting for people to post. I know, I know, I have no life.
Ah! Sounds like a perfect day! :) Lovely 160! :)
nice snow angel monkey...snow angels do make most things better...smiles. bald eagle?
160? What have I missed? Is this your number of posts? Anyway, a snow angel looks might good in these days of 100 degree heat:)
I love memories like that - they're pure as the driven snow (driven, of course, by snow angels) :)
Yay! Snow angels... in May?!
I remember spending a summer in Oregon and having chilly rainy days but I don't remember the snow.
I love the happy feelings here and the fantastic photo!
It looks like someone is having lots of fun.
lolssssssss!!
That's in response to MM's comment!!
I loved the snow angel..
Indeed I too do things those are often labeled as crazy; but those are the very things that make me!
a very big hug xox
What fun! You must have been pretty high up in the timberline for that shot.
Snow angels with shorts and a T-WOW! What a great 160--beautiful.
haha! I love this, right down to the picture! Perfection as usual! You know, I know a guy you could pair up with, and the two of you could write a superb poetry book. Think about it :)
Oh my goodness, why haven't I been keeping a perfect day in my pocket? What is wrong with me?
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