winter is slowly coming to a close. i have mixed feelings about it... caught in the middle of some kind of seasonal tug o' war. i long to go cross-country skiing more and bundle up with tea and warm socks, but i want to be outside in the warm sun as well... ah, to be fickle.
right now i am thinking of this poem from the spoon river anthology that was set to music by richard buckner. for a limited you can stream his album 'the hill' here. i recommend it.
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