"Gonna Take Dancin' Lessons..."

Driving over here, everything in our part of the Snyder countryside was beyond lovely. The ice is frozen on all the trees, but not just the trees--the grasses, the edges of houses, the reed banks by the Mahantango, the leaves, the needles, everything. It all shines like glass, but it's far better and finer than any glass in the world. There's no speaking of it, truly, and no doing it justice in words, but, oh, it's so wonderful to look at.

Yesterday I was reading a very terrible poem, but there was line of it, and I take it entirely out of context, that went 'glitter is so fine'. I'm pretty sure fine in this sense referred to the texture and quality and the way it goes right through your fingers, but I like thinking it meant excellent, beautiful. And then I thought, people are so fine. So well-made and magic and ingenious and perfectly formed all inside, with the heart and the lungs and the liver and those beautiful nephrons.

We are all so fine. We are so fine, like glitter, we are so fine.

Happy love-day.

also, i get mhari in a matter of hours, you guys.