The speed limit sign says 40kph ~ prairie winter winds don’t even want to read
Twigs and pine cones are strewn on snow coloured and dirtied by sand and salt.
Elderly trees have been blown over damaging property and wires
One branch rests nonchalantly
on its frigid landing pad.
“Nothing is so bitter that a calm mind cannot find comfort in it.”
~ Seneca
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