today i watched a grey fox come out of the woods and into a clearing by the house. i watched, alone from the living room window as he began to treck across the snow, sort of bouncuing over it as he went along. every once and while he would stop and look around, like he sensed something. i wondered if he sensed me watching him from the window and was looking for me... making sure he was safe, he continued on his journey across the clearning, headed for a patch of trees on the other side of the house. he stoped maybe a total of six times during the shirt distance that he covered, looking around him, sniffing the air. i wondered why humans dont have a sense like that... like, the kind of sense that animals have... and i wondering if maybe we did have them, but we were numb to them and didnt realize it... maybe we dont have them because we dont need them... maybe...

as i was standing there watching the grey fox from the outside the window, my art supplies spread out across a small table sitting there, i also began to wonder if there will be a sense of me left in this house after i leave... i wonder if, when i move out in may, when someone else moves in here for the summer time, if there will be a sort of energy left of my presence living here in this house... if i smile in this house today, will it effect the atmosphere here tomorrow? maybe in some peoples minds... maybe to the people who might see me smile here, becuase i will be living on in their memories, memories set in this house. but what if no one sees me? will the energy remain?

today was my day off. i had lots of time to think... peace...