This morning, I have the French door open to the yard and no socks on. The grass is green and just long enough to cut. I see the serviceberries have begun to bloom overnight, the first of our native fruit trees to flower here in Maine. Serviceberry because they bloom when the ground is finally thawed and soft enough to bury and hold funeral services for…
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