January 2011 | ||||
Spring, pregnant with promise | ||||
The rush of bright colors
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Remnants of the season past
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Moss, lichens, knotty wood - some of my favorite things
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The new leaves push through with such force - a burst of green on a dim field
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Solomon, in all his glory, didn't rival this...
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These are things I try to remember in winter
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