from the CREA kiosk log - mid November

chickadee chickadee dee dee
ah there, high in a tree
staring back at me

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the orange leaves blaze on the
trees and the clouds block out
the sun, i walk along the path
until my time is done

(Lydia MM)

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kinglets in the crowns of trees,
here, where the lightning touched,
down,
beaver stumps the
rapids, water,
falling

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woods in November
a palette of brown and green
wind whispers gently

woods in November
leaves laugh loudly underfoot
bare limbs sigh above

Barbara Snapp, Nov. 15

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Photo by James McCarthy