Crunchy ‘Nanas

There is an uplifting silence that falls with snow, a surprising peace. This morning I awoke with bleary eyes to gray skies. I looked out the window expecting it to be dull, dreary, dismal. It’s winter and I live in England, after all. Instead I was greeted by flurries drifting lightly from the heavens. Soft white flakes floating nearly weightlessly toward the earth. It is amazing how this makes you feel as if you should be able to jump up and float as well. To dance and turn slow, graceful pirouettes on air before melting softly into the green grass.

And then I heard the sea gulls squawk. I’m not sure that I have ever been anywhere that snowflakes and sea gulls have co-existed, even for a brief moment. It was an unusual juxtaposition. It sent the whole ballerina reverie spilling flat on its face. Now, the dancer has picked herself up and is running hurriedly away from very persistent dive bombing sea gulls. Apparently, they want to steal her peanut butter and jelly sandwich!

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