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Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Days like this


Unseasonably warm at 74 degrees, and windy.

I left the porch door wide open while I cleaned the house, then later, when I drove to volunteer for a fundraiser at a local TV station, I rolled the windows down and the wind whipped through my hair. Radio cranked, foot to the floor, it felt like the day rolled out ahead of me and thundered in my wake.

Days like that, I pass cars on the road and wonder if I know them, like it's a possibility because I live in such a small city. The world becomes smaller in a pleasant, neighborly way.

Days like that make me happy.


Blogger ZigKvetch said...

Beautiful, Ellie. Man, I can almost smell the air- I would've done the same thing with those windows.

9:57 PM  
Blogger amy corinne said...

I love having the windows open while I clean when it's warm outside. It really clears out the air inside and makes the house smell fresh again.

9:00 AM  

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