All afternoon, birds were chirping, and cats were sunning themselves on lawns and porches and rooftops. Bunches of little purple flowers are bursting though the grass in my back yard. But the sunset has lost its winter tinge of purple and has stretched a band of gold across the sky. I only hope that the cherry tree does not bloom too soon. I'd like to see a good crop this year.
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flying_blind
Hello, Green Frank.
All afternoon, birds were chirping, and cats were sunning themselves on lawns and porches and rooftops. Bunches of little purple flowers are bursting though the grass in my back yard. But the sunset has lost its winter tinge of purple and has stretched a band of gold across the sky. I only hope that the cherry tree does not bloom too soon. I'd like to see a good crop this year.
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