Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Antarctic Living


Days turn to weeks, and the living gets good.
Days spent mending, fires stoked,
beards worn, and grown.
Dogs, skinned and stewed, songs sung,
friendships brewed.

Time devoted to the fine art of living, a week of quiet. Visitors come and gone.
Antarctica is in our hearts and minds and has gotten under our skin.

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