Tag Archives: bravado

at the pond – March 26

3.26.2017 mother mallard stands upon the muskrat house one foot balanced and firm   father floats nearby quacking to warn us off if we walk too near.   see honey, I fought ‘em off. told ‘em what’s what. I’m your … Continue reading

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razor blade winds – January 24

1.24 frigid. wind like razor blades on skin. what am I doing out here. when will I know to step inside.   cold of the world numbs long before we understand that braving it out is only a fool’s game. … Continue reading

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