Wind And Numbers

winter sky

hand knitted socks

trees

bread

winter

firewood

It’s gray and windy and I feel like staying inside all day. Still, it’s good to get some fresh air. I walk slowly because of all the ice. The snow is melting and the colors in the woods are changing from day to day. I’m thinking about numbers. The new numbers I have learned this winter. How much firewood to keep us warm for a month. How many yarn balls to knit a pair of socks. And the old ones, that have formed the pattern of my life for a few years. How fast the days get longer after the turn of the year. How many days before he’ll have to bake another loaf of bread.

funny tree

understory

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