Monday, March 28, 2005
Cara - descriptive piece
Winter in Michigan, there has never been a more dreary sight. Cars rush by in a sea of endless white swirls of cold moisture, eager to arrvie at a destination, to any place warmer.
March winders whirl past with their relentless tantrums, suggesting to Michigan dwellers that perhaps we aren’t as far from the North Pole as previously imagined. Hopes are dashed when, upon awakening on that frigid early-March morning, one finds that the unmerciful wind once again caters the unwelcomed regathering of winter.
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