Saturday, April 13, 2013

proceed


the spell is broken
the curse has lifted
a touch of frost still lurks
maybe a wild rouge snow


leaden slabs, quick to dull even the best hone
but so forgiving when it's right 


the chill air brings quick relief after the scrub


practice comes easy, the lines are laid


and a long lost friend joins the party


a week of hours here and there


why waste good planks






yet another feline seal of approval