March 18

It was the middle of the day and curiously quiet. It’s not a good time to go out looking at the marsh. The sky was bright and blue but there was little movement and sound. It became a very quiet meditative stroll without any surprises. I was a little edgy and couldn’t relax because it seemed too quiet. All the water is liquid; the ice has all melted. It was just an empty sort of day.

Ciao!

-Jorge

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