An aside -
I fancied I was in love with a Katherine. She would lead her dappled cat into the neighbor's garden and let it run wild among the birds there. She would sit a little in the shade and watch the the gory show unfold. I looked on too from the window. They were my birds after all. Oh yes, she also had a strange obsession with e.e. cummings...
It is snowing now and I think about this when I get miserable about it -
In the thick of a teeming snowfall
I saw my shadow on snow.
I turned and looked back up at the sky,
Where we still look to ask the why
Of everything below.
If I shed such a darkness,
If the reason was in me,
That shadow of mine would show in form
Against the shapeless shadow of storm,
How swarthy I must be.
I turned and looked back upward.
The whole sky was blue;
And the thick flakes floating at a pause
Were but frost knots on a airy gauze,
With the sun shining through.
--Frost
