Remembering.
Goldenrod shakes under
the weight of bees.
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A poet and naturalist tries to find poetry in every day
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September
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- September 30: Island wedding
- September 29: Wave action
- September 28: Beauty enough
- September 27: Restless
- September 26: Foghorn
- September 25: Lunar photography
- September 24: Card games
- September 23: Butterflies
- September 22: Equinox
- September 21: Ants
- September 20: Storm
- September 19: Focus
- September 18: Island flora
- September 17: Fog
- September 16: Chrysalis
- September 15: Night sky
- September 14: Class trip
- September 13: Red
- September 12: And so it goes
- September 11
- September 10: Long distance
- September 9: Red alert
- September 8: Hurricane 2
- September 7: Hurricane
- September 6: Youth
- September 5: Osprey
- September 4: Dark night
- September 3: At the restaurant
- September 2: Head Harbour
- September 1: Bog
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About Me
- Kristen Lindquist
- Camden, Maine
- I am a birder, poet, and writer most interested in animals, vegetables, and minerals, living in my hometown in Midcoast Maine.
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