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An autumn view of fallow, grassy sward seen through a stand of bare trees, bound in the distance by a wooded hill.
“Tourne Meadow’ — C.Birde, 12/20

“Meet me

at the boundary

of the untamed &

half-wild…”

Her call

swept the sky

of cloud.

“Meet me

on the threshold

of dream.”

— C.Birde, 12/20

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    • Thank you 😊 We’re lucky to live near this small park…which is beautiful in all seasons!


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