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Yesterday I was right in the midst of beautiful New York City, but today I am right smack in the middle of the stark beauty of Blandford. Trees are structurally majestic in their nakedness, they stand like sentinels bearing witness to the passage of time through the course of Mother Nature’s changing seasons.

My tiny azaleas have turned very pretty colors, my lovely grass has turned all fluffy and the trees are gems of nature’s architectural simplicity. Isn’t nature grand?