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Nature Watch


Artwork and words by Nona Estrin

Evening has descended. Downtown, pavements are wet. A light drizzle is about to turn to snow; the town is alive with reflections of holiday lights, the rhythm of last errands being done, and folks hurring to rendezvous or home. It’s a moment of magical transition. The first snowflakes have just started to fall as I start for home.