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Saturday, 7 February 2009
The thunder over head is mighty loud; It's shaking my apartment
We are having a mild winter. Spring is not a-bluster, but winter's not putting up a fight. Still, the locals say it's not over. The ricefields are brown with the severed broom-heads of harvested crops. Sprinkled with green. Encroaching green. Mosquitoes circle under train station lights. The locals say that snow is needed to kill them off so that they don't become a plague at the time of planting and in the summer months. Wind blows across a puddle, a careless ruffling of hair. A train in the distance as I ride home. First the fields, then the barriers, then the car-beam swept road. Four carriages warmly curving into the night.