Thursday, December 31, 2009
note from a far country
Postcards and emails from friends land softly on my mailbox like long travelled dry leaves. Letters from a far country.
I'm in a familiar snow country now, at last, painstakingly tracing the smallest footsteps, shadows, patterns on the snow.
Birdwatching, birdlistening. Amidst the silence.
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