Thursday, November 20, 2008

We are like these pigeons lined up on the Red Mill roof. Today we still huddle together in our community, trying to work and avoid saying goodbyes. Tomorrow we will fly off to our own spaces. It has been an amazing time. The Gihon’s edges have a layer of ice this morning, but the river flows swiftly through the middle. This is a good image to take home, I think. When life starts to close in, I’ll imagine my writing channel traveling along from its source, determined not to freeze up!

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