Phebe and the girls stopped by on their way through as they collected some caterpillers. Of course the girls needed a snack before they left. Julie, notice the dishes they had for their graham crackers.
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The birds have come! They sing, they sing!
On greening boughs that sway and swing,
And over meadows winging,
Where late the winter's snow has lain,
Clear washed by April's warming rain;
And verdure fresh is springing!
Catherine J. Miller (Aunt Kate)
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