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A flock of magpies dart and chatter in the trees-- sunny river. [Calgary, February 1st] |
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Dirty spray coats my greying car... exhaust fumes. [Calgary, February 2nd] |
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Tracery of branches gold brightening the sky... plane overhead. [Calgary, February 3rd] |
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Plywood walls warren of passageways: numbers and locks. [Calgary, February 4th] |
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My long shadow white river ice walking slowly. [Calgary, February 5th] |
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Roofs, antennas, poles and power lines... hints of the sun. [Calgary, February 6th] |
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Brown grass icy footprints melting... wet feet. [Calgary, February 7th] |
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Thick, thick snow-- traffic at a slow crawl red tail-lights. [Calgary, February 8th] |
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Heavy snowfall, delicate branches bend lower and lower. [Calgary, February 9th] |
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Icy corner four wheel drift, then ruts. [Calgary, February 10th] |
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Sidewalks, icy... my old black shoes, worn smooth. [Calgary, February 11th] |
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Walking in circles in the cold snowy night... lie down, sleep. [Calgary, February 12th] |
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Chimney smoke hangs in the crisp morning, row on row. [Calgary, February 13th] |
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Fifty storeys up men on the sloping roof... placing tiles. [Calgary, February 14th] |
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The choir thunders, and slowly, slowly fades... requiescat in pace. [Calgary, February 15th] |
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A young cop, at lunch she chats... gun at her side. [Calgary, February 16th] |
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Noonday sun: snow and ice melting to muddy slush. [Calgary, February 17th] |
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Saint or angel, barely seen by street light, kneels praying. [Calgary, February 18th] |
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Our loaded carts-- down narrow metal halls to storage cells. [Calgary, February 19th] |
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Water trickles down the dirty gutter: winter's remains. [Calgary, February 20th] |
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Distant mountains: shining snowy peaks, dark foothills. [Calgary, February 21st] |
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Grey dawn tall black spruce wood smoke. [Calgary, February 22nd] |
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Soft flakes drift from the black sky... water on my hand. [Calgary, February 23rd] |
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Crystal vase roses, full, spray out a petal falls. [Calgary, February 24th] |
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Grey and icy-- dawn's pink reflection across the street. [Calgary, February 25th] |
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Poplar grove pink in the rising sun, white snow. [Calgary, February 26th] |
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Hot sun... meltwaters trickle, combine, rush to the drain. [Calgary, February 27th] |
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A hazy cloud at the crossroads ahead-- only dust. [Calgary, February 28th] |
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Just after dawn thin stripes of cloud, crescent moon. [Calgary, February 29th] |
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