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Won’t be long
It’s winter here in the north country, snow’s so high it’s up past my knees. Car won’t start and the wood pile’s low. Everything moves so slow, and it’s so cold, maybe I’m just getting old. So I’ll...
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Rattlin’ Brook
Saturday was the Rattlin’ Brook Bluegrass festival. Six bands, sunshine, picnics, friends, swimming holes, swings, knitting, frisbee, and everything else you could want from a sunny summer day. Tagged:...
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October light
There ain’t no saving daylight, when the tenth month comes around. September’s memories take flight, as heaven’s lamp turns down. So we feast on eventide, ’cause November’s chilling bite is waiting on...
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Christmas
How many nights must I wait for the sound of your footsteps falling on familiar ground? And how many stars must I count ’till another sun comes up and brings the hope that you’ve been found? ‘Cause...
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Equinox
It’s winter here in the north country. Snow’s so high it’s up past my knees. Car won’t start and the wood pile’s low, everything moves so slow. And it’s so cold, maybe I’m just getting old. So I’ll...
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Rattlin Brook
Saturday was an absolutely gorgeous day for the 30th anniversary of the Rattlin Brook Bluegrass festival. There was music, there was food, there were friends and knitting and sunshine. It was...
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