3.21.17 Here this morning

   Down behind our home, down past the conservation field , where Indigenous Peoples had villages long ago... down past the deep ravines running down from the mountain range above and behind us...lie the outwaters of The Connecticut River. 
  I used to frequent them in all seasons, tracking the fox and coyote, taking note of the weasel. 
  My breath taken by the heights of some outcroppings.
   There is a tall ridge out behind, which you can sit on or walk along, and peer far down into the waters where life teems.
   Here this morning, standing outside in the late March day, I heard flocks of geese and duck calling out, as they came in for a landing. For sustenance and coming together and Water, Which Is Life.

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