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24 Mar 2008 |
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I went to my sunporch, for a respite of peace. Spring was with us, in early release. The sparse rain glimmered in Oasis's of supply, which beckoned the wildlife that just happened by. Early worms, insects, and seeds that i threw, my shepherds hook held a feeder, brand new. The joy of the birds resounded in air, wouldn't trade gold for my few moments there.
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Spring Respite.
Spring Respite. 
