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Snow has spread a canvas over the forest floor, and I see how alive the woods are: tracks tell the comings and goings of furry and feathered things. The foxes have walked on the ridge, their trail straight with purpose – unlike the squirrels’ Brownian motion. The pheasants have printed arrows; perhaps I shall follow their directions - who knows to what treasure they may lead? December 26, 2017

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Date: 9/17/2018 1:44:00 PM
A lovely piece, Agnes.
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Date: 1/1/2018 12:09:00 PM
"Brownian motion" - Einstein would be proud. For me, the use of the phrase was a pleasant surprise that unfolded with meaning. Thanks.
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Agnes Krampe
Date: 1/1/2018 3:49:00 PM
Happy new year, Jim. Trust a physicist to pick up on the term ;)
Date: 12/27/2017 7:53:00 AM
Your imagery is amazing Agnes and i adore the pheasant's footprints being likened to arrows - absolutely brilliant my friend and another one for Brian's contests!!! . Into my faves:-) hugs jan xx
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Agnes Krampe
Date: 12/27/2017 1:58:00 PM
Thank you, Jan. Pheasant tracks really do look like arrows; they are lacking the spur many other bird prints have. Just google :)
Date: 12/27/2017 6:31:00 AM
Great imagery and profound ending.. good question, you never know until you follow...
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Agnes Krampe
Date: 12/27/2017 1:58:00 PM
Thank you for your kind comment, Silent One.
Date: 12/26/2017 10:15:00 PM
a true sense of life everywhere that moves around unseen
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Agnes Krampe
Date: 12/27/2017 1:59:00 PM
Thank you, Frederic.