Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Trees in snow

Harlan Hubbard woodcut
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.
Harlan Hubbard Journal, December 28, 1958

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