i'm a woman who is richly blessed in friends.
often, they surprise me.
(sometimes they scare the living daylights out of me)
 though the year is light in snow, 
there is some ice
at raven pond.
 the bramhalls are busy
 as far as i know neither 
is of inuit heritage
but there is a long tradition of 
 harvesting ice in the north country.
 there is serious ice construction
a little glimpse into the north country.
a good place
to make friends, 
some who are here.
and some in the ethers, elsewhere.
for my friends, i send you these photos
from pat and butch, 
through me, 
to you
happy sunday.