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| Early morning in Colrain after the March 5, 2019 snowstorm. |
Parting words
a window thrown open
to the spring evening
Mauve tulips
the garden shades
from twilight to dusk
Evening stroll
stopped. by the blank of peepers
stopping
White picket fence
dandelions
on both sides
As you can tell, I’m impatient for spring. Farm Song is still a work-in-progress, with no deadline I dare announce.
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