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Parking Lot
If you leave the asphalt, what you have is dust and heat. Lever it out. Add soil, seed and water. Now you have buds, bugs, and birds. Squirrels, field mice, worms, slugs. Shade, and shadows that shiver with breeze. Finches, sparrows, juncos, chickadees, nuthatches. Crows, cats and kestrels. If your life has been stilled, or… Continue reading
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Gifts from Strangers
A stranger to me found this gift from a stranger, and sent it on: Thank you, Nancy Taylor. Today begins NaPoWriMo, a month-long flurry of gifts from strangers. Perhaps I will send some on myself. Continue reading
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