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The Sparkle of Frost

He who marvels at the beauty of the world in summer will find equal cause for wonder and admiration in winter.   ~John Burroughs

 

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Frosted trees in the blue fog
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Fog blanketing the Salt Lake City valley
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Sun refractions creating blue fog
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Ducks at La Caille
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Little Cottonwood granite trying to peek through the fog.

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Snowflakes on berries
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Berry laden frosted tree
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Frozen fountain
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Remnants of Christmas in the fog
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Laden willow tree
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Froggie in the frost.

The Geese of Beverly Road

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We’ll take ourselves out in the street
And wear the blood in our cheeks like red roses
We’ll go from car to sleeping car and whisper in their sleeping ears
We were here, we were here
We’ll set off the geese of Beverly Road

Hey love, we’ll get away with it
We’ll run like we’re awesome, totally genius
Hey love, we’ll get away with it
We’ll run like we’re awesome

We won’t be disappointed
We’ll fight like girls for our place at the table
Our room on the floor
We’ll set off the geese of Beverly Road

Hey love, we’ll get away with it
We’ll run like we’re awesome, totally genius
Hey love, we’ll get away with it
We’ll run like we’re awesome

We’re the heirs to the glimmering world
We’re the heirs to the glimmering world
We’re the heirs to the glimmering world
We’re the heirs to the glimmering world

We’re drunk and sparking, our legs are open
Our hands are covered in cake
But I swear we didn’t have any
I swear we didn’t have any

Hey, love, we’ll get away with it
We’ll run like we’re awesome, totally genius
Hey, love, we’ll get away with it
We’ll run like we’re awesome

We’re the heirs to the glimmering world
We’re the heirs to the glimmering world
We’re the heirs to the glimmering world
We’re the heirs to the glimmering world

Oh, come, come be my waitress and serve me tonight
Serve me the sky tonight
Oh, come, come be my waitress and serve me tonight
Serve me the sky with a big slice of lemon

We’re the heirs to the glimmering world
We’re the heirs to the glimmering world
We’re the heirs to the glimmering world
We’re the heirs to the glimmering world

The Geese of Beverly Road (The National)