Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Beware, jenny and another red.

1. The sunrise is the crimson of a caution.

2. A wren holds up its stubby tail.

3. The sun shines russet brown through the wing tips of a bird flying out of our path.


  1. what wonderful descriptive words!

  2. must have been the day for birds :)

    The clouds were showing off doing contortions for each other.

    The wind sang a winter jingle in the bare limbs of the oak.

    The earth sighed for bare feet, while patiently waiting out the season.

  3. I hope the earth knows my bare feet are sighing for it, too.


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