hemlock crow flap, green river voting, 2 crows fly slow overhead, one near and one far.
later: black cats tripples down the road in the dampness, in the gloaming...down below the pines, unprepossessing cabins hug the ground, tiny gaps of window reveal warm orange slitts of hoarded warmth within.
exchanged the doors
made a shutter fastner
mulched the forsythia on the bank and the tamarack in the boot
picked up firewood
got the heat tape going and the furnace
covered some windows clarington rock, capped lichen and pussy toed plants
The bridge will be closed for six months and the village cut off; some people say they are not going to go around, just going to hunker down for that long
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