Tiny Miracles

Easter dawned gray and cool. But that did not diminish peeps of color amid the greening of my winter yard. It is freshness without to carry within.

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15 Comments

      1. Bea dM

        Very many things getting in the way! I’m down to about two posts a month, and book writing not getting off its feet … yet. Glad you’re back. What’s the new job?

  1. Cynthia Jobin

    I wondered whence you had seemed to vanish! It’s fascinating to me that this lovely paean to spring is sung to the tune of Noël Nouvelet, which I have always attached to christmas time…. but they did often put their new poems to old melodies, didn’t they….happy spring!

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