The Morning Porch

December 12, 2011 by Dave Bonta

Gurgle of the stream in my left ear, titmice in my right. The crunch of gravel as my dad’s Honda pulls up, silvery blue as new ice.

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Libby

December 12, 2011 at 11:22 am

Gurgle and crunch – great sounds. Car the colour of ice! Nice one.
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