Late in rising, I’m grateful to the oaks for still holding leaves—I don’t need sunglasses. My brother texts: Savannah sparrows in the field!
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Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Late in rising, I’m grateful to the oaks for still holding leaves—I don’t need sunglasses. My brother texts: Savannah sparrows in the field!
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Ahh and in 20020 the damp Forest glistens like a salamander and today that squirrel is peeling ribbons of bark off the tulip tree. perhaps to take into his/her nest is what I think
Thank you
Barbara
I think you’re right!