26 November 2012

I miss this pool, the subject of many of my oil and acrylic canvases...where I would have experienced the sonic treat of migrating Canada geese flying south ahead of incoming winter. Yesterday I could hear them high overhead before they entered the visible field in blue. Much as the sound of a distant little league baseball crowd screaming through town from a nearby park the geese sent their joyful calls ahead of the approaching V in the sky. 

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