Friday, July 25, 2008
Bread And Seeds
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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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The bread just reminded me....Did Urbane tell you that he has been making your rolls for us. They are delicious. He had a very good teacher!
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