Friday, January 8, 2010

just enough to make that glorious, almost chalky crunch when you step in it but not enough to cover the tops of the brown, winter grass. i'll take it. this is the back deck after the children and dogs and who knows what else have passed through. i swear there are deer tracks even though that's not possible. ...i don't think. while i was out in the cold i had a daydream about catching the tracks of all the people and animals that might cross through our lawn at night, every night, and we would never know if it hadn't been for that little bit of snow. bear, raccoons, ponies, lines of children dragging things behind them. a shortcut to night travelers. but in reality it's little converse treads and dogs with abnormally long feet.

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