A lot of people say a lot of things about the beauty of birdsong, with me usually first among them. The Montezuma's oripendulas which served as our alarm clock in Belize were surreal, the meadowlarks of the plains of Idaho were worthy or orchestration, the robins and morning doves of suburban Maryland make me think of home, and even the francolins
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A poem about the cicada. Hmmm.... you could rhyme it with "ripe tomata", as they are both of the same season.
"Flavor granules". I love it!
I was going to say you started a trend with your very short hair, but then I remembered your brother and the Year of the Very Plaid Thanksgiving Day. :)
Aunt ML
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