Saturday, December 5, 2009

Palms - seeing those trees with their fringy heads lifted against the blue sky made her think of Japanese Zeros coming in low; their underwing machine guns firing such an association clearly.

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The house with the empty can. I had worked my way up to the big tree. I made my first cut sawed through then turned the saw off for a few moments to let it cool down-the tree was really too big for it but I thought it would be all right if I didn't rush it. I wondered if the dirt road leading up to Kansas Road was clear of falls and just as I was wondering an orange CMP truck lumbered past probably on its way to the far end of our little road. So that was all right. The road was clear and the power guys would be here by noon to take care of the live lines. I cut a big chunk off the tree dragged it to the side of the driveway and tumbled it over the -edge. it rolled down the slope and into the underbrush that had crept back since the long-ago day when my dad and his brothers-all of them artists we.
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