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09 April 2015

Fuzzy Crocus - Missoula, Montana

"When the winds of March are wakening
the crocuses and crickets,
Did you ever find a fairy
Near some budding little thickets,...
And when she sees you creeping
up to get a closer peek,
She tumbles through the daffodils,
a-playing hide and seek..."- Marjorie Barrows (1892-1983)

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