by Artist Eye
Over the weekend while a snowstorm was whirling about our windows and doors, some of us were hashing out ideas for a design project. Dare I say, there was more than a little interior bluster and blow? Meanwhile, unperturbed, the winter wind drove across the open space of the Community Common and sculpted the snow into more elegant curves and delicate turns than we could ever hope to craft. Later as the sun sparkled and the shovels scraped I saw another artistry and had a glimpse of Purity.