Daily Note
Every day, a photograph, a poem. Some of us are spring people– the season of renewal and freshness. The air is clean and cool with hints of freshly turned earth. Green appears through the now dull brown autumn leaves. Hope fulfilled!
Unfortunately, this is also the week where our household has been hit with Covid. So far, we are OK. We hope again for our burst of freedom and health, blooming soon.
Fortunately, the windows are open and the freshness of clean air flows freely. Spring is here.
The Winner
In the middle of March, it begins:
Sheri Edwards
winter folds, daffodils sprout, spring wins.
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Poetry/Photography
I wonder, if I draw a line... 