smoky plumes
all along piney ridges
gray becomes morning
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smoky plumes
all along piney ridges
gray becomes morning
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I wonder what Electra would say. Do you have a burning nearby? I shall work to keep your patch free. Sometimes hereabouts (where a 50-acre fire scatters crows and draws cameracrews and worse, commentators) is cause for smug celebration over how big out disaster is…and no one thinks to say: hey! we just made lunch next month for deer, rabbits, frogs, foxes, snakes and those two-legged smokestick people come Fall.
Hmmmm…. I knew that bit on “morning” came from somewhere
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