Rainy day here and unseasonably warn (like 60˚ F) and noticed all the
little Marsh Marigolds pushing their emerald leaves through the glistening dead
leaves. I want to tell them, "Too soon! Don't be fooled by the day's
mildness..." but who am I kidding? They've been doing this in this spot
much longer than I've been walking down here to discover them at it.
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