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Sunday, January 8, 2012

Sunday Eighth

Blackbirds call through the deepening dusk that feels mild as a March lamb. Sky flushed pink with the sunset.
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  1. fatmonicaJanuary 9, 2012 at 12:59 AM

    Lovely-it just rolls off the tongue and sounds so peaceful.

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  2. Caroline M DaviesJanuary 9, 2012 at 1:31 AM

    Thank you. It was worryingly warm for January though.

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