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Comparing Two Seasons

Should a winter's frigid sky be as clear as the coolest spring day? Peaceful is Nature with its frosted, naked trees that the lightest breeze won't make swing, I hear their lament, " Long is winter, short are the days! " Why has the purple finch stopped warbling? Mom walks in carrying a paper bag full of groceries, my sisters run to greet her, everybody's eyes sparkle: chocolate bunnies, gummies and crayons, pens, pencils and notebooks, apples, cherries and red grapes from California in the middle of December, but do they like an afternoon with a frozen sky that is beautiful to watch from windows? Who likes to stay inside when no ice covers the lawn...when restrictions don't apply? How sad is to see only pines from where the last robin flew unable to save her nest, but was able to escape with her little one! How nostalgic is to think of spring missing sunshine and meadows with their wild smell and gleaming morning dew... while the red-breasted robins catch insects, not butterflies! Yes, all children love to pick fragrant wild flowers, yes, all mothers love them when they're given with a big smile; and who felt that gladness inside more than mom with an embrace? Written on 7/22/2020

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