We've had a hard forty or so hours of relentless wind which seems, this calmer blue sky morning, to have swept everything clean. Last night a few clouds raced over the full moon like frantic commuters late for a train. A couple weeks of very warm February weather confused the earth: bright yellow daffodils were nodding their goofy heads, oblivious to Black History Month. Now it appears the daffodils held tight during the mighty sweep of wind; the gray brown winter land is dotted with the yellow yolks of flowers.
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