In compensation for a day-consuming stat appointment, I got to spend some more time with the Salem Street Burying Ground and found one of those iron-puddled sunsets on the way home. I hadn't brought my camera, but I had my phone.
( So I break every mirror to see myself clearer. )
I seem to have missed Candlemas this year, so have a belated invocation to Brigid: Emma Christian, "Vreeshey, Vreeshey." The temperature rose to just freezing this afternoon and a whole shelf of snow-crust calved off the roof onto the front steps.
( So I break every mirror to see myself clearer. )
I seem to have missed Candlemas this year, so have a belated invocation to Brigid: Emma Christian, "Vreeshey, Vreeshey." The temperature rose to just freezing this afternoon and a whole shelf of snow-crust calved off the roof onto the front steps.
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