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Monday, May 23, 2016

Burnt Spring




If hope was a color
it would be green.
It breaks through
charred wood,
burnt roots and
bleak landscapes of
black, architectural stands -
 limbless trees whose
peeling skin bears
witness to the silent,
weeping sap.



The morel patches are being groomed and enjoyed. Green patches appear in the scorched parts around the village. Railroad Valley is blossoming in patches - after the Wolverine Creek Fire. Deer are looking for places to birth fawns, bears feed, cougars are curious and hummingbirds flock to the feeders we put out to lure color to our porches.

Holden Village - May 2016







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