Saturday, March 10, 2007

walked

Today I walked, walked along with “tootsie” as she rode her bike through the spring puddles and slush.
The sun on my face.
We heard the birds too.
Not just the chickadee’s that stay around through the winter—they sounded like house finches.
The snow is melting fast- almost before your eyes.
The sound of the water going down the sewers echoed on the street.

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