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Life sings from tall conifers, by Britta Benson

Here’s a little scene from my garden today. It’s not exactly a glorious summer. Still, life sings… Life sings from tall conifers In my tiny garden, perched on a camping chair, notepad in my lap, eyes closed, ears pricked, hoping to find the perfect notation for nature‚Äôs breath. Feel a slight nip in the rippleContinue reading “Life sings from tall conifers, by Britta Benson”

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