Morning walk.
Butterfly flits off
each time the camera's focused.
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A poet and naturalist tries to find poetry in every day
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- July 29: Smoke
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- July 27: After rain
- July 26: Saturn rising
- July 25: Camden Harbor
- July 24: Moth mail
- July 23: Botanical gardens
- June 21: 6 a.m.
- July 20: Neighbors
- July 20: Dawn
- July 19: On the lake
- July 18: Harbor fog
- July 17: Waking dream
- June 16: Family Crow
- July 15: In memory
- July 14: Weather
- July 13: Moth
- July 12: Garden Party
- July 11: Haiku Workshop
- July 10: Peas
- July 9: Fairy houses
- July 8: Haying season
- July 7: Afternoon
- July 6: Summer 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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