There's an expression in Arabic poetry and storytelling...that seeing one's beloved is like a weary desert traveler seeing a distant campfire on a cold night.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Letting Magic Happen
This month's Cabin Life Magazine has a short essay I wrote about entertaining guests at our little cabin in the north Maine woods. You can link to it in the title of this post, or link to it here. We are having an early spring here in Massachusetts. The big snowstorms of late February gave us only rain. The robins are singing at dawn and the bulbs are sprouting in earnest. So often we get one last snowstorm in March, as if Mother Nature is saying, "Don't forget, I'm still in charge." It doesn't feel like that will happen this year, but we'll see.
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