A peaceful walk in the woods, deafening silence.
No one is home. The only thing you hear is the sound
of the hard-packed snow breaking beneath your feet.
The birds are hibernating. You can see your breath,
so you know you're alive.
"We do not remember days, we remember moments"
c. 1940 -Italian poet, Cesare Pavese
May you all have precious moments that mark your
journey. My best and thank-you for your kind words.
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