The car needs to be cleaned off for the fifth time in 24 hours. This time the snow is damp and heavy, and there is ice underneath. I click open the doors of the red Corolla so that I can grab the scraper and turn on the windshield wipers and rear window heater.
Gregorian chant pours fluidly from the CD player into the dark and gray morning. I stand in the snow with the monks.
6 comments:
What a great image.
Didn't you just have your garage fixed this summer? At least the monks are helping.
As good as any music to scrape snow by...
I can't see a picture!!! Is something wrong with my computer...(again).
No picture this time.
"I stand in the snow with monks." I think that is the picture! It's engraved in my mind...
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