"People who daily expect to encounter fabulous realities run smack into them again and again. They keep their minds open for their eyes." (Ken Macrorie)
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Waiting, then Walking
I waited at Lake Cheston, squatting in pine straw and broken limbs, an hour or so for the Blue-faced Meadowhawks.
They never appeared, so I walked to the Forestry Cabin instead.
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