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I love the earliest flowers. It is a challenge to get enough of them, they disappear so fast.
I love the earliest flowers. It is a challenge to get enough of them, they disappear so fast.
I’ve been walking in Woodland Park close to home. Today in a spring snowstorm. I felt accompanied by millions.
Notes on the erhu: 1 I was reading haiku on The Heron’s Nest last night. I came across a word new to me: “erhu.” evening breeze ruffling thoughts of her echoes of the erhu...
Poor housekeeping … or a love of elderly flowers? These are left over from Valentine’s day, more than a month old.
I dreamt of a Facebook group called “The House of Opaque Meanings.” The details of the dream are gone now, but it was a marvelous group that you didn’t join, but that surprised you...
I anticipated mud, but I got perfectly snow-covered trails, not slushy, just soft and a little slippery. Blowing beech leaves accumulated in the trail. The boulders in the water had a lot of presence....