Saturday, March 25, 2006

Yukon

When I flew over Japan, grey fields filled in the valleys of the green mountains, and I could be sure that there were many, many people below me.

When I flew over the Yukon, the winding rivers and oxbow lakes ran through the white mountains, the snow, in the pale purple-orange sunrise, everything was snow, and I wondered if there were a soul out there.

2 comments:

jen said...

hey i heard that you were/are in Delaware! What's Delaware like, I've always wondered since Wayne's World :P

Janelle (Himene) said...

I have tagged you! Now you must answer a lame meme!