Thursday, January 26, 2012
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Day 1084
Is that you, small flower, smiling with the joy of winter, or my beautiful wife, whose hair is the dark ochre of the grackle?
Monday, November 28, 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Day 1037
I return from my new bride's village home. My presence emboldens the many of her family. There are fruit trees there, and at night, the song and call of many birds: new and old, same and different.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Sunday, November 6, 2011
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