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Rain, wind, coffee, uncanny death

Posted on November 22, 2011 by linniew

Winter is closing in. (The old oaks are skeletons in my sky.) Blood-red berries on the native wintergreen. Drowned leaves in bowls. So it’s inside time–wood fires, hot coffee, the occasional root vegetable…and murder. You see, our friend Kininvie, in … Continue reading →

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