I could swear I can hear the earth breathing in and out around me. The tiny sounds that I would attribute to rustling leaves, except there aren’t any leaves in the trees. Or to the drip of water from rock to rock, except it isn’t water dripping. It’s as if the thick carpet of dry…
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Spring is…
Spring is… …a trip to the state Capitol… (This picture was taken at the top of the Capitol dome, just below the statue and columns.) Spring is… (notice Alex’s right leg, and hand and arm…) Spring is… Spring is… Spring is teeball on a Monday night. Ah, life is delicious.
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