A headache's driven
out all possibility
of a good poem.
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A poet and naturalist tries to find poetry in every day
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- March 31: GPS
- March 30: Matched pair
- March 29: Snow on daffodils
- March 28: Snow pellets
- March 26: Red Buds
- March 25: Small town
- March 24: Raking leaves
- March 23: Litter
- March 22: Suddenly
- March 21: Perfect sunset
- March 20: Vernal activity
- March 19: Open window
- March 18: Into the woods
- March 17: Renewal of the Run Counts
- March 16: Finally!
- March 15: Ides of March
- March 14: Watch the road
- March 13: Christmas cactus
- March 12: First Grackle
- March 11: Patch of Sun
- March 10: Driving home
- March 9: Chasing my shadow
- March 8: Crow's Nest
- March 7: Pairing off
- March 6: Blue sky
- March 5: Crow convergence
- March 4: Sunday Morning
- March 3: Explosion of robins
- March 2: Birch bark
- March 1: Snowflakes
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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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