inside through two panes
there are two moons on the horizon
and outdoors
no woodcock yet
from the front porch
water though, downhill
moon play on the porch
mud socks
another book
gravelled
salted
layered
pages and pages
newborn and salted
little friends
our big moon was hidden behind even bigger clouds last night.....
ReplyDeleteI love your small moos with their muddy socks! (could almost be a scene from my backdoor..... especially the little black sweet-faced baby - what a cutie!)
you seem to have a lot of stone sandwiches
ReplyDeletemoons and moos. i wonder what it would be like to dig up one of those little rock books in a million years or so.
ReplyDeleteThese tiny stone books are exquisite. I don't know why they resonate so, but they do. They make me want to read in a way that I'd forgotten I knew how to.
ReplyDeleter, i, j, & l, there is something soothing and grounding living amongst calves and stone books, like the land has stories to tell, maybe, jude, forever
ReplyDeleteBig moon and mud boots...welcome spring. Your
ReplyDeletestone books (and others I've seen here) are full of earth memories.
oh, i like that, patty.
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