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Monday, January 17, 2011
Write about a sunrise.
I am writing this in the dead of winter in Vermont. The earth is frozen and layers of white frosting coat its crust. When you walk in the snow your boots crunch with each step. Each morning we welcome the prodigal sun who seems to have abandoned us and returns briefly to show us his flashy new colors. Sunrise in winter is a rare gift, a promise of spring perhaps, but much more.