82 degrees. The woods at Frohring Meadows were full of red-bellied woodpeckers today. They sang. They hammered. They chased one another. There was a charming song sparrow in the eastern field performing for the whole world. At the edge of the shallow marsh, swallows and bluebirds vied for air space and boxes.
"Being strong doesn't mean you have to fight the battle. True strength is being adult enough to walk away from the nonsense with your head held high."
- - - Anonymous
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