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Into the woods...

Into the welcoming woods we go, Careful and quiet, watchful and slow, With only the birds to sing us along, And only the trees to say we belong, Trusting the path to lead us aright, Praising the sun for giving us light, And when we tally the silence we sought, We’ll have as much as the silence we brought.   Henry's books .   If you would like Drovers Gap blog delivered directly to your email inbox, click here . NOTE TO SUBSCRIBERS: Feedburner has announced they will no longer facilitate new e-mail subscriptions. Although they say current e-mail feeds will function "indefinitely." You may wish to switch your subscription to Follow.it. You can sign up with this link . You may have already received an e-mail invitation from Follow.it to confirm your subscription. 

...on a cloudy afternoon.

 
 
...on a cloudy afternoon, before the rain starts, the ancient scrivener pecking away doggedly at a narrative that may never claim her end. In the tale, reporter Ray Gentle has just left his desk at the Sahkanaga Sentinel and is on his way to the Hungry Dragon Restaurant for lunch with Mattie Stone who has the story he's been looking for.
 

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