The Morning Porch

Dave Bonta April 19, 2010 2

What makes the spring peepers start calling in the middle of a morning, with sun so strong I can see the faint pollen filming the floor?

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mavis
15 years ago Permalink

all of your morning porch entires are captivating, but this one really spoke to me. i look forward to reading them each day.
1. Dave Bonta
  15 years ago Permalink
  
  Hi Mavis. Thanks for the feedback — greatly appreciated.

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