Savoring Time
It smells like wood smoke here. There are reflections of trees in the water, bits of yellow and orange contrasted against a gray sky. In the distance a dog barks. Below, the river sleeps. The movement...
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It smells like wood smoke here. There are reflections of trees in the water, bits of yellow and orange contrasted against a gray sky. In the distance a dog barks. Below, the river sleeps. The movement...