The Country Dripping Glass Green
She left us inside this morning and drove out to the country. She did bring us back this picture of a very old farmhouse on a hill overlooking a valley in Duvall. And she told us about how the trees dripped every shade of green as they hugged both sides of the winding roads and how the sunlight wove itself in and out of their branches and new leaves. We listened to her and then she let us play outside until it was too dark and the wild animals come out.
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