Driving Northbound on I5, an impromptu last show (?) of the winter
made me feel I was traveling across a fairy winter wonderland.
I crossed a sumptuous wedding parade,
a bridal party of firs dressed up in white satin wedding gowns,
embroidered with white iridescent pearls,
veiled of the most delicate, sparkling crochet lace,
each pearl reflecting a million times,
the single touch of a parcel of sun.
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