There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
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It seems as if every day has been melting into the next. This winter has been a multitude of colors covering the entire spectrum. As I look back on photos in my library I wouldn't be able to tell you when they were shot.
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There is science, logic, reason; There is thought verified by experience. And then there is California.
-Edward Abbey