1/19: a cyclops of sorts

I've written before about walking along the ridge on which our house is built. To the north, below the ridge, lies a rice field. The slope down to the field is wooded, so most of the time it is hidden from view. But now that the trees have lost their leaves I can look at the field as I walk. In the center of the field is a pool of water. Today it was bright blue, like an eye, surrounded by dried rice plants, sunlit and tawny.

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