Author: Jim O'Donnell

Three geese scooted the creek then veered towards a mass of cattails. A coyote slipped into the tamarisk, reappeared upstream, then vanished. Deer prints tracked feeble smears of snow edging the ice. I came to the bridge just after dawn. Along the creek the forest was all faded yellows and shades of gray. I walked […]

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