winter has finally arrived
valentines day revisited
…drove down to southern Minnesota. I can’t remember the name of the town but it had the most aptly named street in existence… ‘farm st.’
from there we went to the woods… they were silent and barron, it felt somehow like a dead world. I remember at one point hearing a mysterious noise, “stop! do you hear that?”… it was nothing more than a leaf scraping against the bark of a tree. It was that still, it was that silent.
frozen water…
snow acting like a snake…
frost…
twig-scape
me in my gigantic snow pants.
