Happy Birthday, Karen! Maybe in a few days I can post some of the Christmas Programs we were to over the Holidays! It seems I don't have time to post much at a time any more.
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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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