Showing posts with label Diane Frolov. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Diane Frolov. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Monday, May 12, 2014
Spring, Diane Frolov
Listen, can you hear it? Spring's sweet cantata. The strains of grass pushing through the snow. The song of buds swelling on the vine. The tender timpani of a baby robin's heart. Spring.
- Diane Frolov
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