Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Cloud Between Two Worlds

Yesterday there was still ice on the pond up the hill, floating like a cloud between two worlds, like a veil between the shifting seasons. Not a wood frog to be found. Only the silent guardian rock, beached like a sailboat at the edge.

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Veda said...


Christine said...

Thanks, Veda. This is a very special place to me.