Winter

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Snow does not stop her from hanging out laundry.  The smell of fresh wintry clothes and sheets overpowers the snow and cold.  Although house dryers are today’s means of drying clothes, it still feels good to go back in time.

This is the day of the snow.

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This is the second day after the snow.

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It’s Not This Time of Year Without…

A Gardner’s Challenge

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Summer

A summer Poem

Children blow on my puff ball crown

and watch my feathery seed

float gently to the ground.

Proudly I wear my yellow hat

for all to see

as I mingle amongst a field of green.

Gardeners flame

and curse my domain

as I sit amidst a lawn so trained.

I am an herb, a plant , a weed,

I am the trinity

that will flourish for infinity.

By Richard Smith

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