Thoughts of a recluse about little things, and The Big . . .
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Unexpected Visit ~
It was an uncanny sight. From left to right they came -- eleven ducks flying low over our snowbound village landscape, V-shaped. I opened my window to greet them, heard the beat of their wings as they flew overhead.
Such a 'v' makes one feel like part of a wonderful new conspiracy.
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