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Blood red sky, Thunder crashes overhead, When will it rain?
A cup of great tea needs water boiling just so. No whistling, no tea. I put on the teapot for a cup of tea, it never whistled – so my new teapot has boiled dry and melted the lid. … Continue reading
The barking dog runs out to chase the fireflies and finds a rabbit.
The lead color sky beckons with teasing colors of blooms by the trail.
Majestic cottonwoods Stand by the stream whispering Tales of long ago dreams.
We may stumble and trip climbing over roots and stones, but we will reach the top!
Heavy snow marches in hiding the green crocus buds, Bird feeders now empty.