Sunday, December 23, 2007

An Ode to Living in the Great Lakes in Wintertime

"Mother! Mother!" cried the little boy as he ran to the kitchen, stocking cap still on his head. "Mother, I saw the sun, I did, I saw the sun and my shadow!" he said.

It burst out from behind the clouds and shined down on my face."
"OK, son," the mother kindly said, " I'll look out the window and look for myself, to see if that's the case."

"Oh, son, I can't see it now, but I'm sure you'll see it again. Go back outside and play, but come in if it starts to rain."

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