Monday, February 19, 2007

Easy morning, among the branches and broken pine.

1. Sitting up in bed with Lou drinking tea and chatting vaguely as we read magazines.

2. Climbing up a hunting tower to get a different perspective on the woods.

3. A pine tree has fallen recently. The trunk has shattered like matchwood and the clearing smells of resin.

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