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By the Creek

Hello. I love visiting my sister because in the woods behind her house there is a creek. What a magical place! The water rolls gently over the rocks. Bugs whiz above the water. Lush grasses unfold themselves over the banks. Occasionally, through its gentle rumble, you hear a fish jump in the water. At different times during the year, I find flowers blooming, I hear frogs ribbiting, and sometimes, well, once really, I saw a turtle. I love to visit her creek and escape to its placidity. Creeks remind me that places of tranquility and serenity need not be dead....

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The Passion of Purple

Hello! If I may be so bold, there is just something wrong with you if you don't like the color purple. It's regal and joyous. I love to see it in the garden. It's the color of one of my favorite scarves. And it's wonderful when one of my friends comes to book club with streaks of purple in her hair. (I could never be so brave.) The color is long associated with royalty, magic, mystery, and piety...all good things, I think. I suppose purple is most connected with passion, a complicated emotion. When carried away, passion can take us...

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For the Love of Butterflies

Hello! Dolly Parton sang everything about butterflies we need to know: "Love is like a butterfly, as soft and gentle as a sigh, the multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings, love makes your heart feel strange inside, it flutters like soft wings in flight, Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing." Well, almost everything. Did you know that butterflies taste with their feet? When you think about it, butterflies are strange things. They come from eggs, they spend their youth as worms, then worms with feet, and then they wrap themselves in a sleeping...

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Celebrate the Daffodil

Hello! How brave is the daffodil? Unafraid to shoot up at the first sign of warm weather and unfurl its greenery and unleash its sunshine-colored petals. "I am here. I am alive. I am again," it seems to say, disregarding the likelihood that a late snow will dust it in wet, frozen powder. The daffodil perseveres. The Latin name of the daffodil is Narcissus, a reference to the myth of the hunter who became so obsessed with his own reflection in water that he drowned. The story says the daffodil sprang from where he died. It has also been suggested...

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The Tenacity of Spring Flowers

Hello! Another snowstorm! Wet snow weighs heavy on the ash tree across the road. I'm not even going to bother to shovel. Instead, I will stay inside and drink hot tea and wait for warmer winds to melt it all away. I will sit and think of spring. I love the tenacity of spring flowers. I love the idea of herbaceous bulbous perennials underneath the snow, waiting, pining. The Snowdrops, a simple and delicate flower, inspire us, perhaps because we are so excited to see signs of life after a long winter. Shakespeare wrote of making garlands of fritillaria and...

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