Dreaming of Deer

Birds sing but it’s not spring

incensepotI walk about town without a coat

The deluge of rain brings mud and stoicism

Deer come to me in my dreams

Walking towards me slowly

I don’t know where they are going

Or what they have to say

Yet

Deer signs

 

 

In the afternoon light, I walk this winter path. Winter Walk 768112

deersnow

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