before the snow falls

we went to the woods. we gathered up leaves and dry pine needles to build fairy houses at troll hollow. challenged by the seasons and the faithful heart of god in nature, we drive out to see summer, autumn, winter and spring.  this time is all a mess.  we kick as we walk and we

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god in the fog

when i walk down the street a foot doesn’t fall that i don’t take note of it.  there were clouds at the windows this morning and so we went outside to see and to not be able to see.  i take in most every bit of information to assess what?  my place in it all.

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seasonal employee

spring is making some promises.  i know she’ll make good on them, but when the coat gets pulled close and the scarf still wraps around, you have to wonder. change.  it’s given when it comes and then it’s all we have.  but before that point we construct it ourselves.  or try to. too soon is

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