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  • Okay, Winter, this is a bit much.

    Your sister seasons have ushered black bears to the feeder and coyotes to the garden, skunks to the deck and possoms to the wheelbarrow.

    But you? Last year you pushed ermine to the livingroom, and now this morning you send Bobcat to our door, along the back porch, round and round the wood oven and then out to the woods to catch a rabbit. Very flashy of you. Brava.
  • But I've got a little something for you. Yes, a surprise gift. A valentine, we'll call it.
  • The first blade of lemongrass.

    And soon, yes soon, onions and celeriac, artichokes and leeks.
    And then, Winter, even the nightshades will chase you, down below, under the lights in the basement.
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