The frosted meadow glitters in the sun. A scrabbling of squirrel claws on bark. Off to the south, a raven croaks; to the north, crows.
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The frosted meadow glitters in the sun. A scrabbling of squirrel claws on bark. Off to the south, a raven croaks; to the north, crows.
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I’m raw and wintery in Keystone, CO , like your December 2,2020. Yes an iron wind. So Cold…Hope your life is going well David
Barbara