Who would have imagined
winter figs, sweet, rain-laden,
outside my window on a magic
mountain in Big Sur?
Or songbirds so free and unafraid
of sharing their morning melodies
with a stranger in a blue jacket
and a brown bunny hopping in the sage?
Or a trio of young deer,
foraging on a cool, fragrant hillside
above the placid Pacific,
gray and still like the day?
Who would have imagined?
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Weekly image: December Figs, taken at the New Camaldoli Hermitage outside Big Sur, California.















