The Morning Porch

Dave Bonta March 31, 2022 2

April showers a day early. The raspy calls of a wild turkey leading five companions out of the woods and off down the road.

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Sarah Russell
3 years ago Permalink

Since leaving Pennsylvania, I love getting to return every day via your Morning Porch. I don’t reply often, but I wanted you to know how much I enjoy your posts.
1. Dave Bonta
  3 years ago Permalink
  
  Thanks, Sarah. Good to know the blog is useful like that.

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