Shake and See Through

The snow globe on my desk seems like an anachronism, today. That tiny spherical Winterland out-of-place when held up against the sunshine, blue skies and bird song revealed by my window. If I give it a shake and look through it, I could be seeing through Winter...to Spring.

Better to be in it, though -- instead of just peering through.

So I stepped out...

Now. Madeleine is singing smoothly (Careless Love) and I'm cleaning up old bookmarks; letting things go. Giving my accumulations a little shake.

Seeing through.