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Out Back: an observation
The short grass under the spreading live oak is mostly dead – a dappled green stretch of dirt that seems to soak up the shadows cast from the tree limbs just starting to burst with new growth this spring. In … Continue reading
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Tagged backyard, birds, garden, miscellaneous, NaPoWriMo, sight, sound
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