Daily Note
Every day, a photograph, a poem. In my memory pop-up on my phone, this lovely afternoon in late December captured my attention again. The frost on the prairie bunch grass and the wires of power shone in the dull and grey sunshine, marking the beauty of the dreary day.
Poetry
December Sunshine
Bitter cold with frost
Sheri Edwards
Clinging on prairie grasses,
Shining on looped wires.
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Poetry/Photography
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