" Sometimes it is inconceivable that I should be the age I am

Almost always it is at a dry point in the afternoon

I cannot remember what

I am waiting for and in my astonishment I

Can hear the blood crawling over the plains

Hurrying on to arrive before dark "

from The Child 

by W.S. Merwin

This quote from Merwin really struck me as appropriate

for those times I encounter a chance mirror or 

contemplate the years since something or to

something. These shots are from last weekend

when we had, hopefully our last blast of winter.

This weekend we bought a Thule for our upcoming

trip to the cabin and I did a bit of yard work.

"Almost a thousand years later

I am asking the same questions

you did the ones you kept finding

yourself returning to as though

nothing had changed except the tone

of their echo growing deeper

and what you knew of the coming

of age before you had grown old

I do not know any more now

than you did then about what you

were asking"

from A Letter to Su Tung-po

by W.S. Merwin