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Sunday, March 16, 2014

Flashback


When I was growing up, some things happened on cue year after year. 
In early Spring, yellow was always the first color to bloom. 
First there were the Daffodils which lined our driveway,
and then the Forsythia bush, then Azaleas & Rhododendrons, 
then Irises ...and fresh strawberries to be picked. 
And finally summer flowers came in all their glory,
and always there was a garden overflowing with fresh vegetables!

And every year in our Forsythia, we had a Brown Thrasher nest! 
Today I spotted this one competing for suet (along with 
a couple Mockingbirds and the Red-Bellied Woodpecker). 
And the Forsythia cutting I brought many miles from home is 
branching out and glistening gold through the late evening raindrops. 

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