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In my own backyard

Here in my own backyard, in the morning while it is still cool, I listen to your choir.  Their chirps and whistles ricochet from tree to tree.  And oh the trees, these mighty beings.  If I could trill like a bird, I might come close to praise for them. Massive and creaking, but still lifting their arms to feel the breeze fluttering their new leaves. There is only wonder this morning as that cool breeze raises goose bumps on my bare arms.  

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Country Life

Today I woke up and looked out of my bedroom window and noticed that what
seemed like over night, all the trees had filled in with their various colored leaves.  The grass below had grown and
was the prettiest shade of green.  I sat
quiet for a moment and there perched on the top of my deck was a red cardinal.  He sat gazing straight at my
window.

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