Shedding Skin

          We had a vistor in the garden this week, leaving a path behind him.  When I reached down to remove what I though was a piece of trash that had gotten caught, I suddenly realized, and with slight instantaneous nerves, that a guest to my garden had a left a perfect skin intact.  Movement is generally an ephemeral art, but the beauty is in the tangible representation of what has been.  His crazy 8 path, up and under my succulents, is recorded perfectly.

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