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With two birds you can get crystal clear reception.  With three birds you can get top-secret transmissions from Yugoslavia.

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A message from your local Temperance Union.

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It is a family tradition to stand outside and wave white hankies or napkins as visitors drive out of sight.  This was our sendoff as we left Halcyon Farm after a lovely Thanksgiving stay.  So long!  Farewell!

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As a child I was an indiscriminate berry-taster,

ignoring the perils of bitterness or poison,

determined to discover some new sweetness

even in the cold grey days of late November.

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It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas, and I've only just swallowed my last bite of turkey.

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Have you noticed the power (and beauty) in power lines?

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Some trees.  Such show-offs.  When everyone else has politely dropped their leaves, they hold out so they can have the last word.

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Moonlight is sculpture  --Nathaniel Hawthorne

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Happiness is when the wind blows the leaves into the neighbor's yard.  :)

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