Tag Archives: Meadows

Moist Start

The morning dew lay heavy in the meadow webs. What purpose does this spun bowl of moisture serve in it’s surroundings? How many intricate correlations go unnoticed by the busy eye? Nature tells its story patiently. We both have stories … Continue reading

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Rufus

It was a lovely morning for walking, greener meadows than August’s usual fare, yet all along the path near the wooded groves fallen leaves padded my steps with autumn flare. The fresh mowed grass along the trail’s edge was fragrant … Continue reading

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