Tag: night
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The Moon and Me
Gentle is not soft. Though soft attracts me. The softness of night sounds. The softness of a child’s arms. The softness of a belly. Gentle can be as hard and strong and safe as an arm looped around a shoulder. I had a small child perched on the arm of my chair yesterday evening. To…
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Kept In The Dark
A friend came out to visit last night and said – I could hardly find your place! Why don’t you have a yard light. I couldn’t see your house from the road. There’s no light. All the farm houses around here have a big bright yard light so the whole of the environment is lit…
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In the Night, the Rain Came
Last night, it rained for hours. I stayed awake, I always do when it rains. I listened to the soothing sound of the steady rain and the distant hoots of an owl, as though his calls were carried by the raindrops themselves. I opened up the big doors and the windows all the better to…
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Tane of the night
This was the morning yesterday, clear and cold with a good hard white crunchy frost. Later yesterday evening Jake and I drove up to Chicago to the United Cargo depot to collect the latest member of the farmy family. After the shortest of waits Tane Mahuta,our kunekune boar baby, in his new big white crate, was…
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Maybe the coyotes just want to be friends. Making music for us in the night.
I went to bed last night after loading my pictures for this morning. But I had no words in my head. I looked at the writing book that sits beside the bed, it’s pen at the ready, then reached past it for the reading book instead. I remember as a kid my Mother asking my…
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