Sunday, August 2, 2009

Almost Silent, Tracks, Spied Upon

1. There is no other sound but the rain. It is a quiet, hushed morning when the power goes out and I don't even miss it.
2. The pair of tire tracks go into the field and disappear into the tall grass.
3. We stop in the middle of the road to check the bike. When I look up, there is a deer just a few yards off staring at us. It has been watching us the entire time and we were completely unawares.

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