The season of the prairie flowers is beginning, probably my favorite time of the year. The so-called desolation of this near-desert is becoming colorful and fragrant with an abundance of beautiful gifts. If April is really "the cruelest month" as Eliot claims (it's not), then it leads to the many kindnesses of May.
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2 comments:
Rio,
I haven't commented for quite a while, but I've been reading you for years now, and I'm always happy to see a new post. Love your attitude and your photos of nature and your dogs. Even though I don't comment often, I'm still happy you share your life in the high prairie. :)
Jack
Thank you, Jack. I really appreciate your comment, and that you took the time to write.
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