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Just before the snow — 2016/11/20

Two weeks have passed without me writing here. I walked, though, watching the fall. It has gone from cold to warm, from a blue sky to a grey one, from dry to wet. The leaves make traces, then soften for good.

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The cold, of course — 2016/09/29

The cold of course and the days that, like cheap cotton, shrink at the first sign of hardship. I love walking when the morning shines its fine light on us. I have my steps for myself, my solitary rhythm thus marking this adult life which has dug so few furrows.

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He would have been naked, he wouldn't have seen the difference — 2012/01/06

The wind is raw this morning. It has snowed a thin layer, but the sky is grey, the wind remains horizontal as if it would have liked to be a storm. Despite my winter clothes, my sheep hat, I'm cold, freezing.

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Duck cold — 2011/12/29

I am nailed to the house because I am waiting for the delivery of building materials. I have made room to accommodate the planks and gypsum panels, I will sell my chairs, maybe my TV that I never open.

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