Wednesday, November 27, 2013

The Evergreen

Today is a snow day, in this small valley. The dog, Max, only likes water in the bowl, so it's a struggle to get him out, but I did. The unicorn meat eating cats are happy to bask and sleep, all day long. An occasional trip to the food bowl, or the water bowl, and they are complete beings, happy in simple existential existence.

Me? I think ahead to the season to come. The large morning with the multicolored lights from the ceramic tree, the whispers of the Christmases past, perhaps someone besides a burglar tapping at the window, and the Tasha Tudor Christmas book I will read on Christmas Eve.

My heart will be gathered in a snow covered forest, on the edge of a still field, looking at the symbol of the evergreen.

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