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| Oops! White metal summer furniture didn't get put away in time! They're still white, but with snow now. |
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| Autumn berries were caught in our first snow. They make great photo ops. |
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| Our little chickadees are faithful visitors to our feeders--all winter. |
"First Snow"
(excerpts)
The snow
began here
this morning and all day
continued, its white
rhetoric everywhere
calling us back to why, how,
whence such beauty and what
the meaning;
The silence
is immense,
and the heavens still hold
a million candles; nowhere
the familiar things:
stars, the moon,
the darkness we expect
and nightly turn from.
Mary Oliver
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