I spent some time on the road last weekend and was watching spring start to overtake the country side. I got a little inspired to write.
Montana mourns the death of winter and the land is covered with tears. In it's dying, winter gives way to life, as pairs of geese dot the riverside and robins chatter in the willow once again. Hints of spring appear and lift the green veil as subtle as a sunrise.
That's all for now.
Hope to see you below the green boxes.
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