An hour before dawn, whose footsteps are those on the hard crust of snow, first tiptoeing, then running about? Mice, I think. No: sleet.
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Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
An hour before dawn, whose footsteps are those on the hard crust of snow, first tiptoeing, then running about? Mice, I think. No: sleet.
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I instantly remember how it feels when I am in interperation confusion:
-is the sun shining extra bright or is that car on fire?
-is that a star, a plane or Skylab?
-did I hear a plastic bag unwrinkling or is that a mouse in my shoe closet?
Evocative!
Thanks. I love your last example in particular — plastic is sneaky!