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Monday, June 18, 2007

The Same Path

This morning. Walking the same path. By the lake. In the sun. The landscape has changed. Yesterday's storm and high winds took big trees out of the ground. By their roots. Right across the path. It made for a lot of climbing. Our camper neighbors moved away. A white birch smashed through their tent yesterday. And landed right on top of their stuff. They weren't there. They left a sign on their pole that said, "A tree killed our tent."

I'm tucked into a big oversize green chair in the corner of the library among the mysteries. It's a funky place. It feels more like a bookstore. Bob Dylan on the wall side by side with old botanical prints. I can hear the librarians and locals talking about trees falling on electric lines and how long they haven't had power.


Blogger Susan as Herself said...

I feel terrible for those campers, but that is a very funny sign!

And that little spot in the library sounds fabulous...

3:47 PM  
Blogger QT said...

Wow - we are just starting to get a taste of that storm here. The rain is quite welcome!

4:58 PM  
Blogger meno said...

Wow, those trees have a lot of power when they get moving. That's great that these people had a sense of humor about their tent.

7:58 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I've gotten to where I consider a power outage a luxury. Everybody here has outdoor security lights, so the only time I can really see the stars is when the power's out.

5:36 AM  
Blogger karmic said...

Sorry about those campers but that spot in the library sounds good!

11:15 AM  
Blogger thailandchani said...

Sounds so nice.... aaaah.:)



7:14 PM  
Blogger r said...

The last part sounded like a poem. I can't imagine what it's like where you are right now.

9:04 PM  

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