brimming harbor high tide
we skirt waves both ways
on the edge of green depths
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A poet and naturalist tries to find poetry in every day
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- December 31: New Year's Eve
- December 30: Driving in winter
- December 29: First snowfall
- December 28: Year-end
- December 27: Cold rain
- December 26: Boxing Day hike
- December 25: Christmas moon
- December 24: Christmas Eve
- December 23:
- December 22: First day of winter
- December 21: Museum of Fine Arts
- December 20: Sunday afternoon
- December 19: Christmas Bird Count
- December 18: Climate change
- December 17: Theory of Relativity
- December 16: Advent
- December 15: Christmas stollen
- December 14: Purple
- December 13: High tide
- December 12: Warm spell
- December 11: Update
- December 10: No Trespassing
- December 9: Howe Hill
- December 8: Consolation
- December 7: Day at the beach
- December 6: O Tannenbaum
- December 5: Christmas-by-the-Sea
- December 4: Birthdays
- December 3: Five for silver
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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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