That’s right just a few posts ago… first daffodil photo of the year. But at midnight, those daffodils are having a cold night and those peepers are holed up somewhere hopefully with someone nice they met last night.
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Every moment of this strange and lovely life from dawn to dusk, is a miracle. Somewhere, always a rose is opening its petals to the dawn. Somewhere, always, a flower is fading in the dusk.
— Beverly NicholsThe Cat Cam
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