Last December 6th, to be exact.
That day’s entry in this photoblog demonstrates this.
A couple of mornings ago I stood in the same place
where I stood when it was a different season.
There was much less color two days ago
than ten weeks ago.
But who’s to say the present colors
are any less notable,
any less memorable,
any less lovely in their own way?
Fewer signs of life are seen here today.
But who’s to say that signs of life
have anything at all to do
with the reality of life,
the underlying sureness of life?
A hint of mystery was there in December,
and it also crouches here in February.
“Created Wonder” it called itself then.
It goes by the same name today.
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