Tag: recycling

  • When the frost is feathered

    When the morning window trees are coated with a light sugar frost; when the clouds are thick enough to blend the early sun into a mass of white from horizon to horizon; when the bird calls are muffled in the treeline below a fog so light that it’s as if someone lightly brushed the color […]

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  • smashing pumpkins

    Thanks, Dave and Jane Hilty.

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