walking through the field i was chilled to the bone by the wind. the clouds rolled in quickly and the air was dry. we walked as far as the trail would allow. beavers felled a tree across the pathway and gussy sniffed around for signs of them. the tree was newish. sap. buds. through the grapevine i had heard nary a word of any animal activity. unable to make forward progress, we turned to head back home. as quickly as the clouds covered the sky, they were gone. the air was still. snowflakes fell all around me, glistening in the bright sun shining overhead. not a cloud. i stopped and marveled at the sight of them. what a wonder-full morning.
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