|Harlan Hubbard woodcut|
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Trees in snow
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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