Saturday, February 16, 2008

Dr Murks dances after fire-music

The fire in the kitchen range is making music. The wood is singing songs of warmth and comfortableness. The river is almost under the ice and the snow is covering the land. It is winter again. The marathon was canceled but it feels like skying at last. The sun is cold. When Dr Murks goes outdoors to but the laundry out and forgets the cloves it takes some time to get the fingers moving later.
Somehow the senses are really active recently, small details are important. Melodies, brief contacts, glances, smiles, smells...

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