Monday, January 9, 2012


The year begins in grey, white and brown, branches crusted with lichen. In the bit of wilderness near my house, the color has leached out of the landscape, and even the birds flit about in muddy coats. Spring seems a long way off, even now with the tips of the daffodils poking up through the soil, and the grass on the common so bright and green, the way it is in March.

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