No sign of the sun after a lurid dawn—the forecasted rain has its P.R. down. I can smell it. I listen for the first drops through a torrent of birdsong.
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Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
No sign of the sun after a lurid dawn—the forecasted rain has its P.R. down. I can smell it. I listen for the first drops through a torrent of birdsong.
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A lurid dawn and rain and just to listen for the first drops through a torrent of birdsong. I wish for spring David. Thank you.