The beauty of the ice has everything to do with where water gathers,
and how it cracks.
Gammon's Pond and West Quoddy Bay, Nova Scotia
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Long Silences
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Long Silences When I die, I will not beburied beside youbut we’ll whisperto
each other. I’ll listen for your curious mindin the restless movementof
frost a...
thin skins -- so fine and frail.
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