dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Friday, December 22, 2006

peace day

Blue skies today, though it's still cold, and I'm a bit stir-crazy listening to neighbor kids yell. Watching yard work--god the yard work seems endless. No rest for the mowers, leaf blowers, someone raking green waste into a pile.

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