Thursday, December 26, 2002
If you listen very carefully, you can hear the tinkle of the ice as the breeze passes through the willow twigs. The morning after the Christmas Day snow storm... jim p.s. this willow tree bears special memories for me. it was planted on my 44th birthday over a decade ago. All material on this page is copyright 2000-2010 Use only with permission. This site contructed by NETHERLOGIC and powered by Movable Type. |