I think it’s partly because the hillside is covered with evergreen laurel that this phenomenon of a white ground still seems so surreal.
The view from my front porch every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
I think it’s partly because the...
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A spiralling pair of white butterflies search the soil for moisture. A sparrow is the first to find the water bowl. In January irrigated greens are surreal.
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That would be surreal for me, yes.
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