Posted on December 21, 2005 in Weather
Hot air rises and as we’re lacking in snow and cold air, the air conditioner is running now. I sneeze as the round machine spreads the dander of daily life throughout the condo. I’m in the office, not in the bedroom where we have an air filter, so little flocks of dust and pollen swirl along with the breeze from the ceiling fan. Tis the season to look out on the black street and off-white sidewalk to see a scene not much different from summer except that the purple plum trees — those damnable purple plum trees — are bare.