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Surviving the first killing frost
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The setting sun peaks beneath the cloud blanket.
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I look to the hills from whence cometh my strength.
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A policy of containment
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Pot shot
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So cold the Earth can see her own breath
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Quercus Maximus
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In begonia days, snapdragons roamed the valley.
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Living in a bowl of Fruit Loops
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Please stay a while.
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Two to chase
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Double the gold
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Golden arches
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All that is beautiful will pass
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The prettiest valley in the Ozarks (one man's unbiased opinion)
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The morning after
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Hulsey's Hill
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The eagle has landed
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Cilantropic Chairity
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Morning coffee
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Viburnum and valley
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Dark and light
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The deck's cleaned
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Nostalgia
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The center of my universe
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What is old is new
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Might not have to water today
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Frost in the valley
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Morning frost
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Last rays on Pike's Peak
