Monday, February 3, 2014

Fairweather Walker, admittedly

The dogs set out bravely with me.
I head south, toward the sunshine.
Getting past the trees. There's an icy wind.
Wiser to turn around and stay close to shelter.




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3 comments:

  1. LornaFebruary 4, 2014 at 7:12 PM

    Is that water in the last photo?

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    1. Blondi BlathersFebruary 4, 2014 at 10:41 PM

      No, it's snow laying on the stubblefield, polished by the wind and sun.

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  2. LornaFebruary 5, 2014 at 10:43 AM

    I thought that must be the case, but somehow I wanted it to be water.
    sincerely, Ponce de Leon

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