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First Frost

I fluff up my nest and my graying fur, ignore my doctors put on a few pounds, fill the freezer with Impossible burgers and microwave burritos. Night freezes the birdbath, so I lock my doors, secure the shutters but leave … Continue reading

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The Grave of Robert Frost

The Old Bennington Cemetery is doing a great job maintaining their grounds. For more than 350 years, this cemetery has served Bennington, Vermont and includes several governors, lots of Revolutionary War soldiers and the great (maybe the greatest) 20th century … Continue reading

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A Thursday Morning in Winter

The cars on my street were spray-painted whiteby that famous vandal, Jack Frost. The hungover sunoffers no warmth. I should remove the crystalline dewfrom my windshield but I must’ve walked widdershinsaround the bar— lost my scraper and glove. This credit … Continue reading

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