Steady rain through the intense green of new leaves, softened by fog. A gray squirrel sits hunched over an acorn under the awning of its tail.

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  1. David love those grey squirrels. A tiny one knows us now. She is about 2 – 1/2/years old/ Still cold in Colorado. Spring is approaching up here in the mountains. She eats Blue spruce pine cones and we feed her sunflower seeds which she loves and defends and she chases the red wing blackbirds away. Anyway I finally got your Ice Mountain elegy book, am really enjoying it and taking my time.

    Blessings in your writing life.

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