Monday, January 9, 2012

Write a riff son 1/9/12

The dessert in the winter... Freezing wind that chaps your skin, bright sun that blinds. It's such a tease when you look out the window and there is not a cloud in the sky, but then your first step out the door the cold punches and kicks it's way through your layers and freezes you to your core. Not a drop of moisture in the air and no one can remember the last time it rained or snowed. So the people live in this dead oasis of dry grass with frozen dew clung to the tips. No one think of Idaho as a cold place but when winter comes with no moisture it is painful. No clouds to insulate the heart of the state. It is a very dry cold.

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