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2011-12-26 - 9:58 p.m.
hiking alone.
there was a thin skim of ice caught in the weeds along the water's edge, and the light was falling fast. duck hunters were out on the river. a tree i used to climb had split and fallen like a gnarled hand. deep in the woods, i found a pine decked out with garland and christmas ornaments.
* * * reading: a biography of alice james. listening to: wqxr. working on: laundry. in the garden: bittersweet and red twig willow.
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