Tuesday, April 24, 2012

This Precious Gift

Over the climbing meadows
Where the shallow shadows float
These are the bright gold buttons
On earth's green, windy coat.
       ~A Poet of Calvert Street

Today is just such a day: windy, with shallow shadows from scattered clouds and the occasional large or smaller bird; with bright gold buttons-- dandelion, buttercup-- on the verdant green coat worn by all the meadows. The climbing meadows, and the mares and foals in some, Holsteins in others. All a gift to the senses.

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