Saturday, January 5, 2013

Words full of holes aching

Here are photographs taken on Thursday, January 3rd, at lake Kaitalampi in Luukki, where I went with the oldest daughter for a walk. It was wet, snow was melting, and there was water on top of the ice at the lake. We had picnic at a fireplace, and it was hard to get the fire going as the wood was rather wet, but finally that succeeded.

(Posting title is from the poem The Language by Robert Creeley.)

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