March 21, 2019

Waiting

It’s grey. Blank and brooding. On the ridge a buck stands still and alert until I have passed.

A bare tree stands in a green meadow against a sky filled with grey cloud. A photo of a countryside scene. A tree is in the foreground with fields in the background against a grey sky.

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Finding Time to Stand and Stare

A journal.

Waiting

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