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The Freezing Fog

we must strive in the shadows of clouds
and never allow our seeing to vanquish vision.
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The Ancient of Days

Beyond the bluffs and the bare-branched ridge,

in the thin cut between the over-hanging shroud

and the blackness of frozen ground,

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The Way of Things

Last night’s mesmerizing sunset brought a splashing of reds and pinks onto the bellies of scattering clouds stretched out in fan pattern from the west. Beneath that beauty, though, the cold rolled edge of a slate blue front laid a distinct boundary of something else. Continue reading

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A Deliberate Caution

a very deliberate caution

that does not allow

the seem of circumstance

to overwhelm the reality of truth.

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Atonement

The early dawn sky to the west is a pale blue, tinged with the sort of soft pink that only shows in this time of night’s fading into day, the time between dark and sun. Continue reading

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Something Beyond the Cold

Sometimes, the changes of life turn something once held for comfort into something that feels more like affliction. Continue reading

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After the Front

To the east, just above the ridge that runs through Wathena, the last edge of three days’ of clouds forms a thin slate bed. Above that, a dull red lightens into pink, gives way to a pale hint of blue that stretches up and meets the passing darkness of night rising into day.
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Morning Feeding

The whiteness of the horse shed

shows beneath the spreading pines

silhouetted against the sky

and dwarfed by the eighty-foot cottonwood

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Apple Time

If you grew up in southern Kentucky during the 1950’s, there is an important distinction between “apples for the horse” and “horse apples.” Continue reading

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