The Poetry of the Earth


The poetry of the earth is never dead.
― John Keats

Hmm. It may be “winter”, though January certainly did fool me so. But today is the first day I have thought maybe spring wont actually be here soon. I forgot about the bleakness of February. I feel like February always plays that trick on me. It just takes extra effort to find beauty and intrigue this time of year.

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