November 28, 2008
Haikucold, wet beautiful,
the season before winter.
the sun starts to hide.
cold, wet beautiful,
the season before winter.
the sun starts to hide.
| M | T | W | T | F | S | S |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| « Oct | Dec » | |||||
| 1 | 2 | |||||
| 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 |
| 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 |
| 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 |
| 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 |
November 30th, 2008 at 12:40 pm
You’ve captured so much about the experience of this change in season. I especially like the last line. As if the sun is part of the flash and play of it all.
I wonder how your experience in Portland is different than mine in New York?