Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Ambedo


Ok, let's take a little break from my writing and focus on words.  I found myself in the midst of ambedo yesterday as I looked through my bay windows at the swirling snow blown by thirty-five mph winds through the fir trees on the other side of the front garden.  Couldn't take my eyes off the maelstrom. Thankful, I was to have walls and a roof inside of which to watch the weather devils.