As I was walking back from the gym, I saw a leaf cross my path. Yet this leaf was no ordinary leaf. It skittered across the ground making a scratching sound, like the teeth of a comb brushing across the ledge of a sink in the morning. I thought it was different.
But not as different as snow on April 12. Why on Earth does it snow in April in New England? I want sunny warm weather.
One of my friends IM’d this to me today. I especially enjoy the part about the artsy website as I designed it myself.