Small Stones from Helen
Saturday, 5 January 2013
Saturday January 5th 2013
Twelfth Night
Winter sky opens wide and yawns a pink, gold sunset. And suddenly a blackbird’s brittle song comes, cold and glittering through the trees.
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mimsy
6 January 2013 at 01:21
Again - such well-chosen words!
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Again - such well-chosen words!
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