Sunday, February 9, 2014

I'm sure you've heard, it's snowing in Portland. Snow in a city is much different than snow in the mountains. Here, it piles up, on the sidewalks, among trash, and it turns to dirty slush in the roads. But still there's a quietness to it. Snow is always a blanket. Muting the sound and blurring the lines. 

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