18th
December
2009
Footprints in the snow
I arrived home before dark, and was immediately struck by the footprints, in the snow, leading around the end of the house and into the back yard. At this time of year, there’s not much of interest back there; a pool with a thin layer of ice, an abandoned barbecue, a stiff owl that waits for stupid starlings.
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