It looks desolate out there

It looks desolate out there. Grey tree branches, wind gusting and running at the trees and buildings, bird feeders and other loose things trying to run away or hide from the wind. Clouds clamped down: there is no escaping the grey, grey everywhere. Still, all this is churning up something, creating a change that will be good, maybe creating a now that is good. We just do not see yet. Maybe we just are not here yet.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on February 22nd, 2013 | No Comments »

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