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Coming along the mountain path Somehow it tugs my heart Wild violet (trans. Lesley Downer) The mercury slunk down to – 12 Fahrenheit last night. Or thereabouts. At such low temperatures, what difference does it make? All is white, white, … Continue reading
solitude– in a world of one color the sound of wind. Basho Can you hear it?
We may have an invincible summer in the depths of us, but it’s harder and harder to realize, in the face of 21 inches of snow on Wednesday. The world hushed, went still, silent and white, for 24 hours. We’re … Continue reading