Tuesday, April 5, 2011

the last of winter.

seeing through the crackscrystallized sapdrippppping sap

Fallen trees. Dripping sap. A red barn.

An invitation from a neighbor, knowing I might like to come by and photograph the sights before the logs get taken away.
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