Friday, March 25, 2011

End of March in Moscow:

Sunny outside. A pot-bellied neighbor is smoking on the balcony, with no shirt on. As if it's spring already. Must be one of those brave Orthodox Christians who swim in icy water in January, pretending it's River Jordan.

Three minutes later, a snowstorm. A snow wall. Or, as if some prankster has thoroughly painted our window white, thick white.

Two minutes later, sunny again.

Ten minutes later, snowing again.

And on, and on, and on.


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