Friday, January 7, 2011

Time

I think of months as if they’re long, as if it’ll be more than a pile of short week upon short week until the fog seeps from the orchards, replaced by buds, blossoms, fruit.

4 comments:

  1. That third picture is magic. xox

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  2. That middle picture has some bright blue, there, on my screen. But lovely. And a lovely thought, too.

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  3. I love the mist creeping in and the realization that it all moves so fast. We must savor it x

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  4. Thanks, Bloggle partner. ;-)

    Hi Laura! That blue is actually on the tree--they paint various signs and numbers and things on them...I guess so they can keep track of each one. Not sure what the blue means (but yeah, it's a little intense on the screen).

    And Kerri! Welcome, and thanks!

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