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"They will see us waving from such great heights. 'Come down now,' they'll say. But everything looks perfect from far away. 'Come down now,' but we'll stay."

Sunday, November 26, 2006

The woods are closed

It's unwise to walk in the woods right now. It's gun season, and the woods are full of hunters looking for winter meat and frightened animals. By the time I can go back in the woods, it will be snowshoe season, and this last canopy of leaves will have become the basis of next year's humus.

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Posted by lorraine at 10:53 AM

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