This leaf is one of our very own from one of the Maple trees in our back yard. Some of the leaves have changed, but they are not all changed yet, so we have a ways to go.
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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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