Tuesday, April 24, 2018

March 3, 2018

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Snow on the fence.



Closer.



The north entry from Miller into West Park.  You go under that white structure, and there are a bunch of stairs down into the park.



Pussywillow at the farmers' market.



Apples in the sunshine.  So grateful we can eat local (and support our neighbors) all year 'round.



Cabbage.



Ice in the gutter.


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