When Markel was mowing the lawn yesterday, he came in and got me so I could see the Indian Smoke Pipes before he chopped them off. They were in the front lawn.
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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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2 comments:
He chopped them off??? Maybe we could move them to your garden.
I think if I would check in the woods, I would find a lot more since we have had a lot of rain the last while. I'll try to check tomorrow.
Mom
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