Thursday, February 18, 2010

quiet

The week is done. Food served, lecture delivered, every last email answered. One more apartment inspected, one more conversation ended.

It’s Thursday night. I’ve switched hours and so I don’t even have shop work to fill my evening.

I know – this is just one person’s blog, one writer’s story, but tonight my story is that I only want to revel in the quietness of the moment. Nothing more to add to that.

(Photo from the afternoon -- a quick glance at Bascom Hill, still very much under a winter cover of snow.)


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