from dust

Elsa, the dog.

Reno, Nevada in 2017. 

Dust turns to mud.

Mud gets covered by snow.
You forget how it looked like.
You forget what it felt like to get stuck in it.

The snow made it look nice.

Made it pure.

All my worries are covered underneath the white.
What if it gets warmer. What if it melts too fast?

Well I guess I just have to face it and build make a mud angel in it.

Peace, my friends. Take care!

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