A stand of birch trees

Day nineteen : A stand of birch trees stood sentinel in the dark.

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A spool of thread attended a stray button

A spool of thread, attended by a stray button, awaited the mending at hand.

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A crow lighted in the yard for a moment

Day seventeen : A crow lit in the yard for a moment, tentatively. It tested the wind, then flew off to an unknown destination; a hooded gleam in its eye.

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The afternoon warmed unexpectedly— unseasonably

ink drawing of a scarf by E Daggar

Day sixteen: The afternoon warmed unexpectedly— unseasonably. He’d removed his accustomed scarf on account of the change; left it coiled like a tie or a snake on the picnic table in the dooryard. There, it warmed in the sun.

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A coconut pirate

Day fourteen: A coconut pirate was among the nautical tchotchkes and geegaws decorating the cozy kitchen.

He chopped the fallen tree into logs

ink drawing of an axe in a log

Day fourteen: He chopped the fallen tree into logs, then split them into pieces suitable for the stove. He’d need enough to last the long winter.

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Rain soft patterings on wet leaves

rain blurred trees photo by E DaggarOut the front window near my desk, the swifting plash of car tires; drips dripping off the curled iron of the fire escape.

Out the back window, where the trees climb higher than the roof, rain soft patterings on wet leaves; there is no wind today.

The leaves have not even begun to consider a change of wardrobe, as Summer lingers; couch surfing straight into October.

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(This is from last week, when it was still in the 80ºs.)