The heavy summer air has not yet ceded to autumn crispness in the North Country. In the thick of night, peepers still hum. Restless, needing space to muse, I have taken to nightwalking, soothed by Concord's dimly lit streets and tidy lawns. After dark, windows--shadowed or glowing--become vivid lightbox still lifes that beckon a nightwalker to pause.
15 September, 2008
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