Tuesday, November 23, 2010

November 23: Back Window Evidence

No more storm. That has moved on. Others are enjoying it now.

Here, it's quiet. Cold, a little sunny, white. Calm.

And there's evidence on the ground. Things that normally move at night, beyond our ken, have left their marks. We can't hear them, or see them, or catch their scent, normally.

Today is different.

Coyotes, cats, dogs, birds, mice, rabbits, raccoons, and humans have all passed back and forth, between dark and dawn, leaving traces. Which even I can follow in the crunchy frozen atmosphere.