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What Ephemera said
A note from Ephemera…..
Sis….well done. Fine writing. Fluid and touching. I am thankful to have the opportunity to walk with you through the woods and ice of winter in the beloved haunts of our roots. As for Kola…she is a sweet hound. Her spirit betrays the war wounds that decorate her. Five is young and where we currently reside. Life is rather more in the moment, than in the age. A child could see the face of god and an old man may still see love in its purity. Age matters not. For none of us. It is the spirit with which we live life that matters and such a thing cannot be measured by years. But by moments. May we all have them in surplus. And may we all recognize their purpose, when we are touched by them. Once again, thank you for the words. Keep writing them. Reflection of the grandeur is lost when kept only by its owner. Share…share. Peace and Grace. Your Brother.
Returning Home
The moon is nearly full and the home water is once again with resident rainbows returning from spawn. The redds are beginning to silt now and the dipper will soon forget that roe lie beneath.
