A rustling in the fallen leaves turns out to be the briefest of showers. The sky brightens. I practice looking at trees as if for the first time.
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Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
A rustling in the fallen leaves turns out to be the briefest of showers. The sky brightens. I practice looking at trees as if for the first time.
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Particularly love that last sentence. What a great practice.