Tuesday, January 2, 2007

Soft Light Through the Window

This winter has been like Narnia, where weather comes in cold or warm at the whim of a magician. In Denver and points West people huddle under major storms, while we enjoy 50 and 60 degree weather. Freshly washed sheets are drying on the line, undulating like horizontal flags in a mild breeze.

Peering through the old glass of the kitchen window, I can see the old walnut tree next to the smokehouse. A squirrel flits across the grass, scampers up the side of the smokehouse and disappears under the eave.

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