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Birds
are arriving daily, the tree's and yards are coming alive with their
song but winter hangs on. However, as the sun climbs higher in the
sky it's strength increasing daily, it is a futile battle Spring is
coming and nothing will stop it.
I
walked the woods and for several weeks I have been looking at the
Milkweed, their stalks brittle and gray, their pods almost empty,
their job done, as the seeds are scattered on the winds.
Still
there is an eloquent beauty just as in the old tree's that I love so
much.
.”The
sun has come out... and the air is vivid with spring light”. ~Byron
Caldwell Smith, letter to Kate Stephens
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