Thursday, January 4, 2007

Follow the sun, Sidewalks, Photos

The dog follows the sun around on the rug all morning: sleeping, waking, moving.

Sidewalks have been snowblowered, plowed and then the wind and melting rearranges the cast-off snow into phantasmal shapes.

Finding old photos and putting them in holders around the room. Marveling, when this was taken 9/11 had not happened, Tyr had not gone to Iraq, what small worries I had.

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