Monday, November 16, 2009

Woke up with wood

Living in the forest is peaceful. Blissfully uneventful most days. Until the wind picks up. Then the trees around the house tremble and creak and threaten to come crashing down on me. When the first one goes, it sets off a chain reaction. The trees are woven together like fabric, and pulling a thread unravels the web.

This time I got off pretty easy. Here’s what I encountered when I ventured out to survey the fallout on my driveway this morning between bouts of heavy rain.

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