A Journal of Days
"Forever is composed of nows." Emily Dickinson
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Bananas via raspberries, Daffodils, Peepers
1. The baby gives us a good laugh when she decides to blow raspberries with a mouth full of baby food.
2. Daffodils greet us at the front door as we come and go.
3. Driving along the back roads in the evening, we hear the chorus of peepers.
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