Tuesday, June 9, 2015

6.8.15 Above us, shimmering


Back from an early appointment, back from a treat meal out, we ramble down the farm field road by the river,

as I show him the shed the Marten lives beneath,
the Killdeer assiduously protecting their small ruffled young, 
the enormous sharp tracks of a deer that bounded across the fields in the night.

Above us, shimmering , stretch the almost-rain clouds, the sun peering out from beneath.



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