traces

I love the little tracks left by visitors to this site… sometimes I recognize a bird or a fox…sometimes something mysterious, exotic… the traces remind me of chicka-dee-dee-dees, mid-winter Saint Pete’s, when one is dive-bombed by the monks’ indulged birds while snowshowing out to the Quinzee, or wading through snow drifts for an afternoon in the cozy hermitage…

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