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Every morning brings a bit of fresh snow. Not too much. Just enough for a clean slate.
A place for new marks. On the way to the woodpile, there was evidence of circling.
And a place to doodle. A light snow makes the earth a journal.
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Hoopin' A photo posted by jude hill (@spiritcloth) on Nov 25, 2015 at 9:59am PST
A photo posted by jude hill (@spiritcloth) on Nov 25, 2015 at 9:59am PST