Friday, December 23, 2011

Suppose it were Friday xlviii: quick hot chocolate with the hunters

Going down to the country store just now, that's nearest where I live, we still had stars out, all over the sky, and the earth was very warm from a saturating rain. I stood outside with one of the hunters who does occasional work for me, and watched a pale blue come up behind a silhouette of woods. "Look at that," someone said. "Great day. It's nice to see it at this hour."

"You're right," another answered. "It is." 

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