As Martha says, here's a sign of spring. Ice is out, though this is a slow, shallow brook. Alder Brook. One of my favorite views, tells me what season we're in/approaching. On my way home from Saranac Lake. Yesterday. Not too bad, not to sad. Until I got home, then I hated it, but I was lonely. I'm soooo not used to being lonely.
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