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Dogs. Snow. Mary Oliver.
My dog, Raven is rolling in the snow. With wild abandon she’s tossing it over her head and rubbing it all over her body in a snow massage. I am jealous. Animal gladness is a fine thing and I am … Continue reading
Sights and Sounds of Autumn in Maine
By Brenda Buchanan The turning of the leaves took us by surprise this year. After a long summer spent watering the garden we had modest hopes. Too dry for good color, we thought. Wait ‘til next year. (Yes, Red Sox … Continue reading
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Tagged autumn, Edna St. Vincent Millay, foliage, Maine, Mary Oliver, Poetry, Wendell Berry
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