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| Licking the dirt? Looking for worms? |
I was certain they were dead. Or maybe they were spent, finished, withered. In the early, frosty morning, most of the Daffodils appeared to be looking for worms. I soothed my soul by remembering that they'd been in bloom a long time; that they could choose when enough was enough; that it's was okay for they to be done blooming.
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| Warm enough to stand up straight again |
Nobody in this new land told me that Daffies play 'possom when they are really cold, but when the time (temperature) is right, they are dandy all over again.
