Shadow Smoke. A Thirty Second Meditation

I saw the shadow of the smoke, coming from the wood stove, on the snow from the dining room window.

I ran out to get a video, but couldn’t have anticipated the sounds that went along with it.  From Socks baaing to our neighbor’s truck rumbling by.

The smoke almost seemed to react to the sounds.

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