MONDAY: Northwest Exposure

BY DIRK JAMES

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It is true that trees do ache in Winter.
Anything would that was left out in the frozen

air

Streaming through that crazy cold
sunlight. Your vacant limbs shake. The warmth of birdsong is gone.
You listen for some stirring, movement from the sleepy, dreaming garden
beneath your feet.

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