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Frost on the window sill

Updated: May 23, 2020




Landscape of the season.


It was an oil painter’s fall, thick impasto ocher’s, rust filled seina’s, and the fire of cadmium. Everything gathering strength for the coming winter. Above the tree line, the snow inhaled the crisp mountain air, exhaling the silence of snowfall. Each night the sun’s music softened in a howling shriek of neon firelight. 


-jke


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