Thursday, March 29, 2018

Another refreshing night of solitude. But different

Last night at this time, silence on the mountain.

Tonight, it was wind whistling through the trees, now rain pounding the metal roof.

Had to latch the screen doors, they kept swinging open.

Now's about the time I should light a lantern or an oil lamp, just in case the power fails after nightfall.

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