Wednesday, December 12, 2007


Within a sudden blast of sunshine and through the window, he could see how it began with a few leafless raspberry canes, reddish and dusty, and how the hill, covered with tan leaves, rose up just behind these, rising under upright trunks of oak and hickory, until at the top of the hill the trees waved in the breeze like stiff shafts of rubber and the sky opened up, blue but dappled with white clouds barely moving in the sky.

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