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A rainy Saturday. \u00a0The snow has begun to melt faster and the front yard has a few wide expanses of what looks like moldy grass. \u00a0Which, of course, is what it is. \u00a0This next week or two will see the daffodil, crocus, scylla and bloodroot bloom. \u00a0Then we’ll have emerging and \u00a0blooming that will last well into fall. \u00a0 Work for ourselves begins, too: \u00a0planting, weeding, tree felling, fire pit and area finishing, bee keeping, bagging the apple blooms in the orchard. \u00a0The dogs of course have hole digging, barking and animal hunting.<\/p>\n
These kind of days are the portals between the seasons when one lets go, grudgingly, and the other insists, sometimes gently, sometimes not on ascendance.<\/p>\n
A fire in the fire place, a good book. \u00a0Or, as I’ve got right now, another sentence from Ovid.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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