knees
setting sun
light in the windows
behind her a moon-faced
girl both hands in high
pockets treads carefully
on the snow then
turns her head to see
where the rest are –
curtain of hair
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combe end wormhole: evening
evening wormhole: “bring in as many / different kinds of leaf / as you can find”
girl & hair wormhole: silence
moon wormhole: only
muse wormhole: wakey wakey / time to get up
snow wormhole: The Smoker You Drink The Player You Get (1973) – tribute
sun & windows wormhole: rear attic / bedroom
mlewisredford 
The last line is so simple but makes such a statement. Beautiful!
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thank you
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Well, you know how I ❤ winter and it HAS been snowing all day. A very authentic winterscape.
I always have such a nice Time visiting your blog. It reminds me of Nanny and Grandad. A lot. Thanks a bunch, Lewis! 💋
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a visit from Dizzy is like Christmas – so many presents in the notifications box! Thank you.
Actually it IS my birthday today but I am only celebrating 53 years – not quite ready for Grandad- or Nannyhood …
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No. thank you, Lewis. And a very hippy, birdy, two ewe!
It’s cultural. Not that you’re ‘old’. Age is a state of mind, anyway. It’s the words you choose, how you string them together. The scapes… It just reminds me of them and an Uncle. You ‘sound’ like them. Familiar. I ❤ it.
Hope you have an awesome birthdayweekend! 💋
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Great imagery!
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