A Journal of Days: Cedar log, At the rink, Pass the napkins

Monday, January 16, 2012

Cedar log, At the rink, Pass the napkins

1. It tells a story and I wish I knew how to read it. Touching the rings, I imagine storms and winds, sunshine and snow.

The first slice on new ice.

2. It's a funny thing about kids on a merry-go-round or skating 'round an ice rink- every time you wave to them, they wave back : )
3. I think they're dipped in fake butter. That's why the pretzels from Auntie Anne's taste so good.

1 comments:

Lynn said...: I always think about trees and the many things they might have witnessed. Those rings tell the tale.; January 17, 2012 2:48 PM

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