David Rutledge — The Monarch Review

Different Chips – David Rutledge

Tuesday, October 14, 2014 8:55 — 0 Comments

A robin lands on the limb of a snow-stroked pine, in the afternoon of a bluish-gray day. The bird is figuring the weather, listening, wondering, until it seems about to speak, and it lets out the tiniest puff of cold bird breath.