monday, march 26

it's gray all day, somewhere in the 40s fahrenheit
rain starts some time in the late afternoon
and i'm glad i thought to tarp the rototiller
sitting by the fence out in the back yard
a friend comes over, his last visit before
leaving town; we drink box wine and eat
plates of fresh pasta as the rain shifts into
the wet, transient snow of a colorado spring

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