I walked home under the explosion of Mt. St. Helen's today. Large flakes of ash floated down and melted into sidewalks and on poor people's cheeks. It was all such ash. I could see the burnt-out grey shading into white flakes.
My roommate and I both agreed it was not any snow we had ever seen before. Have you ever seen a snow that's dirty before it even touches the ground?
I walked home under the explosion of Mt. St. Helen's.
A history so rich.
It was an afternoon that marked how long it had been since I played Master Boggle.
A history so rich? Can one say that about a volcano?
picture courtesy of Charlie Anderson Jr. of Glacier Caves
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