Anodyne
Friday, August 13, 2004
 
The first signs of fall.

Walking down the logging road below Welch Peak on Tuesday I saw golden alder leaves scattered in the dirt, and in the trees along the road.

A 5am wake-up, coolish air on my face through the open balcony door.

The dusty town sunlight, like chalk scrubbed across the sky.



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