Your Mesages - Theme for Day 9
Each season the garden smells different. The heavy emotions wait in every corner to pounce. The roses store up grief, daffodils hope. The honeysuckle is the only one to cling.
My response:
In summer there's the smell of rain before a storm, accented with roses, lavender and tingling electricity. The earth opens up to greet them as the first heavy raindrops fall.
Wild turkeys in a field
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[From Oct-12-2017] Wild turkeys foraging in a field. I see them all over,
all seasons, always looking quite alien as they dart across the road, make
thei...
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