Snow Poem

Boots on, walking in snow not on top of snow. Today surrounded by snow as snow has surmounted landscape.

A Sweaty Weekly Poem

Cold enough that I can't get up a sweat.

I have many wireless devices: they are books.

Dreaming I am the King of Scotland.

Work produced sweat is OK.

The raw functionality of lake freighters: steel and staying that way.

Experienced a law quirk: mopeders don't need a helmet, motor cyclists do.

Exercise sweat: your health needs it.

The smoking lifestyle: Puff on an inhaler then light up a smoke.

Sitting still sweat is unacceptable...makes one gaze north.