Tuesday, March 27, 2018


Live, on drenched sand.

What she finds to eat in this barren (at least visibly), mostly sandstone shore, I can't imagine.

My camera's empty, the weather is wet. I've taken photos of dripping deer through the car window. And deleted them; too dark, too blurred. But the deer are out trimming back the new spring greens. I'm going out to look for more.

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