Sunday, January 01, 2006

The Possum's Solstice Visit


There he was after a long absence, slowly skirting my porch, looking for food. The temperature had crept above freezing for the first time in weeks. After a month of deep slumber he moved stiffly. I was glad I'd anticipated his visit and had tossed bread beneath the steps. It made my heart swell and tears well to see his pink fingers grasp the crusts. He ate quickly and waddled into the damp night. I think we both slept better.
Henry David Throreau wrote about Winter Animals.

1 comment:

Bob said...

Cathy, you are just too much...Robert is calling us every two hours awaiting his grades...Mark and I are in my office doing taxes and getting my blue tooth to interface with my phone...it won't work...not acceptable...Beth gave me the tooth for Christmas...but enough of me...i love your pictures and will be using them in all of my publications...send more...love you, Bob