The forsythia is fully in bloom, inconguous yellow against the brown woods—not unlike this apparition of a sun burnin...
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The forsythia is fully in bloom, inconguous yellow against the brown woods—not unlike this apparition of a sun burning a hole through the gray clouds. Kinglets flit through the birches. The mourning dove falls silent.
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