Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Winds Of Change


A bluster is going on.

It's late and the bags full of leaves I've stowed for some future pick-up vehicle to arrive are making a racket outside my window.

"Do you smell something burning? There's a fire somewhere." she says, registering concern for this type of event for the first time.

What is it?

What's this smoke in the air.

Thousands of acres burn somewhere.


What changes are coming?

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