Small shovel in one hand, crackling black container in the other, I walk down to the garden to plant leeks. Slender green stems need to be separated roots spread out in stronger soil, whipped by harsher winds. Cradling them gently, I feel the softness of the pointed spears between my fingers, still vulnerable bending easily. […]
Filed under: Susanne von Rennenkampff by akublik Date 14 October, 2010
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Some days, like today, language is not words. Crow hops to my side ahead of the combine tilting his wings polished granite catching the sun. Three hawks tired of watching from chokecherry bushes, soar, one by one, not quite joining wings aloft, a family hunting together. Little brown birds, sparrows perhaps, slip into the swath, […]
Filed under: Susanne von Rennenkampff by akublik Date 11 October, 2010
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