Wednesday, January 23, 2013

just like her

It's 1949 and my sisters stand in a snowbank as usual. It is Blue River after all.
They are already wearing dresses that have something about them, a common denominator even if it is just the plaidness of them.
They will grow ever more matching as the years unfold.
The Diapered One is clearly thrilled with snow.
It is new and entertaining and wet;
Just like her.

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