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windy October drive

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On Monday, I went on a drive to Cambridge Narrows, to visit an antique store and a roadside market.  My goal: to buy some Nancy Drew mystery books for my collection and some pumpkins for Halloween.

It was a blustery day, windy enough to put some whitecaps on the St. John River…

The wind was especially evident along the former Trans-Canada Highway, where dry leaves have gathered in all the ditches.  Since only a few vehicles use this older highway, the leaves blow into the roadway…

The day had a luminous quality, in spite of the wind.  Most of the reds are gone from the trees, leaving the yellows of the poplars, the rusty-orange of the oaks and the gold of the tamaracks…

I had a successful day.  I bought some small pumpkins at a roadside stand…

three little pumpkins from the roadside vegetable stand (the faint eyes in the background are the amber eyes of our owl-andirons)

I also added five books to my collection of Nancy Drew mysteries…

five new mysteries for my collection… enough ghosts and glowing eyes for a spooky Halloween

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andiron

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wrought owl with amber eyes

perches on the hearth

hears a call in the forest

six syllables and silence

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Great-horned Owl, light gathered

at the back of his eyes,

and the oscillating branch

after wings expand and beat

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iron owl longs for a glimpse

of the sickle moon

the shadow of a mouse

sorting through dry leaves

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in this cramped space

night woods are brought to their essence

fibre and bark, sparks and fire

luminous eyes

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Copyright  Jane Tims 2012

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