Our two crepe myrtles in the front yard now look a bit like trees. Lately, everywhere I turn, I see blue jays. I saw a lovely purple thistle Saturday on which a green fly alighted. The deepest recesses of space are probably like an antiques roadshow. If you blink, you can miss a hummingbird.
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