Absent of light the earth gathers itself reaching out to dark corners and pulling back that which strayed. Before light returns she counts each being and sighs before it begins again.
Spent the weekend clearing the last visages of winter as snow and ice had become 5-foot tall hills. Beneath the mounds, earth sprang forth with cold water, brown and reddish mud, and single blades of green grass. Spring has been dormant, waiting for the veil to be removed. Early dusk light scatters through curved pine […]
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