Bacon on the Bookshelf

Savory picks for the free range reader

March 12, 2022
by jenniferpuryear

Winter’s Last Bloom

  While winter’s last bloom graced flower and tree, the cardinals in my yard kept singing their song of Spring. The coyotes kept to their usual path, shortly after dawn. The doves found the seed I put out for all comers. And I found this poem…  Spring Snow By Linda Gregerson A kind of counter- blossoming, diversionary,  doomed, and like the needle with its drop  …

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