from my friend Clay Hatch and his writings~~ nice~~~ It is the first day of winter in West texas. I suppose that leaves will fall and be borne along by powerful winds that come out of the North from Amarillo . Winter for me is like a rite of passage that takes place each year. You have to embrace cold and frost and watch the world change around you. It becomes the winter of your life. My dogBear and i share walks in the snow. I watch his footprints bloom in the whiteness. They make a pathway. And I follow behind him,content in our fellowship on a wintry day.
Posted on: Sun, 20 Oct 2013 00:51:16 +0000
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