Sunday, February 21, 2010

barn swallows



the summer i married (1970), my young husband and i looked after his parent's home north of toronto while they took a long holiday. a 100 year old farmhouse and a huge family garden. we spent our days picking and canning the produce. the sweetness and heat in the raspberry patch. in the evening we'd sit on lawn chairs on the edge of a field facing the sunset. the barn kittens posing and frolicking beside us. in the sky, the delicate tips of the barn swallow's wings caught the last light of the summer's day.

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