Snowdrops in the garden today. I wanted to hug them.
Morning light glints off crystals of frost.
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“we measure our Januaries in loss […]”— Joey De Jesus, from ‘malignant catarrhal fever’, in Guernica
Fox tracks and squirrel tracks across the green metal bridge yesterday. I saw lots of deer tracks in the park too.
“….winter is as death paints it: bleeding or in the throes of death.”— Adonis, from “The Time” (trans. Kamal Abu-Deeb)