Wednesday, December 1, 2010

#16 The journey


I wake up to the noises of birds natures alarm clock. I get up and sit on the edge of my bed. throwing the bear skin jacket I made on. My feet are cold from the wood floors on my cabin. As I walk to the kitchen to make my daily fix of coffee I glanced through my front window and see the meadow in front. It looks different today. Peaceful. It looks like its calling me. I see it every day but today it looks different.

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