बुधवार, 20 अप्रैल 2011

sawing firewood



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Probably no moon has furnished me with as much light as this one,  in this clear weather.  Now it is past full, and I can arise before daybreak and see my way about, sawing firewood.  One feels alone on the earth, no sounds, no lights, anywhere, unless a boat passes.  In a light fog, as this morning, the isolation is even more strongly felt.  It brings peace, contentment and a sure faith that all is well.

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~ Harlan Hubbard
from his journal, Dec. 28th, 1958
woodcut by the author

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