Monday, March 26, 2007


When there's a cloudburst
by willows, in a blossomy brook valley.
against a big, whispering fir wood,
You achieve a radiantly
healthy look.
and you're set to relax.

Then away she flew to gather more grass
and twigs and string for the nest.
clippings of boxwood, spruce and cedar, and snips of holly and pine. Add pods,

Water is the source of life .Cloudbursts, showers....The water flows. This is a bog, after all. Without water, a bog does not exist.

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