July 2022

“July, that lovely hell, all
velvet dresses and drapes
stuffed into a hot little hole.”
— Laura Kasischke

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June 2022

“In early June the world of leaf and blade and flowers explodes, and every sunset is different.” — Steinbeck

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May 2022

“At last came the golden month of the wild folk–honey-sweet May, when the birds come back, and the flowers come out, and the air is full of the sunrise scents and songs of the dawning year.” ― Samuel Scoville Jr.,

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April 2022

When bullying April bruised mine eyes
With sleet-bound appetites and crude
Experiments of green, I still was wise
And kissed the blossoming rod.
– Cecil Day-Lewis

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March 2022

March is such a fickle month. It is the seam between winter and spring—though seam suggests an even hem, and March is more like a rough line of stitches sewn by an unsteady hand, swinging wildly between January gusts and June greens. You don’t know what you’ll find, until you step outside. – V. E. Schwab

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December 2021

“I prefer winter and Fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape–the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show. ”
–Andrew Wyeth

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