Hands. Candlelight. The names of things. Wood and stone, cotton and wool. Moss, lichen, verdigris. Light at the edges of the day. Blue snow shadows. Coffee. Slowly, slowly.
walking along Arboretum Drive on a sunny afternoon … cottonwood fluff floating through the air and settling along the roadsides like snow, wild geraniums, the call of red-winged blackbirds, geese with their goslings, wild turkeys