Monday, June 25, 2012

thunder

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Like birds chattering in widely separated trees, this morning there is thunder from the north, thunder from the south, thunder from the east, thunder from the west.

It is as if these bits of rumble and crash were talking amiably to each other ... sometimes emphatic, sometimes subdued ... talking companionably around the breakfast table of this Monday morning.
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