looks like an owl’s perched in there
but it’s a knot.
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A poet and naturalist tries to find poetry in every day
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- February 28: Windfall
- February 27: Moon again
- February 26: Quick thaw
- February 25: Weather
- February 24: Birthday party
- February 23: Cold rain
- February 22: Sleep chant
- February 21: Thaw
- February 20: Birthday
- February 19: Tracking
- February 18: Starry night
- February 17: Winter sun
- February 16: Overheard
- February 15: Allegiance
- February 14: Forced beauty
- February 13: Winter Olympics, cont.
- February 12: Amaryllis
- February 11: Sunday morning
- February 10: Winter Olympics
- February 9: Winter Olympics
- February 8: Rubies
- February 7: Symphony No. 25
- February 6: Deer
- February 5: Cardinal pair
- February 4: Mid-winter
- February 3: Moonrise
- February 2: Trompe l’œil
- February 1: Reading poetry on a winter's night
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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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