We’ll remember this as the summer a cerulean warbler sang incessantly in the yard, which every day—presto!—produced more rabbits.
The Morning Porch
The view from my front porch every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
We’ll remember this as the summer a cerulean warbler sang incessantly in the yard, which every day—presto!—produced more rabbits.
I like it! :-)
Thanks.
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