a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
Showing posts with label flint chips. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flint chips. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Rain Reveals Treasure

Rain brings life with it
and reveals past life
A pottery shard with other artifacts
The rim of the broken pot shard is smooth and formed
while the inside indicates heat
Could it be an old fire pot
or simply a cooking pot forgotten?
We can only guess.

Friday, April 12, 2013

After The Rain...

The waters have receded.
The flood height is shown by the leaves.
May Apples are coming up right on time.
Another dry ditch where the leaves mark the water lines.
Rock Hollow
called me.
I answered the call.
We explored.
Returning from my walk
I emptied my pockets.
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