Snowflakes swirl past and vanish into the weeds. Only the springhouse roof is cold enough for them, but soon it too turns back to gray.
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Snowflakes swirl past and vanish into the weeds. Only the springhouse roof is cold enough for them, but soon it too turns back to gray.
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Thanx Dave, those comforting words bring back past memories for me & I do appreciate your Morning Porch immensely! Have a great day Dave, Gordy;-)
Hey, thanks for the comment. Good to know you’re reading.
Sure do Dave & also have my Son, Daughter & good friend reading also;-)
Thanx again, Gordy