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Grace's centerpiece described in yesterday's poem.photo by Grace
I smell the ocean. Geese are flying above, not yet towards a Southern destination. That maybe due to the fact that this is the destination for Canada Geese. But this is 100 miles from any ocean and I thought the storm trend was going Northeast not southwest? What ocean are we smelling on this late November morning?
Something is high in the tree branches across on the other side of the river. Something is swinging. I would think it was a monkey if it weren't so chilly, but literally it appears as though it is swinging in the branches.
OK, so I am smelling ocean and seeing monkeys.
11/27/2010
5k Mallard Race
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