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after the rains came
fragments from the past rise up
memories rise too 🦊❤️
After heavy rains broken pieces of glass, porcelain, bottle caps, etc. make their way to the surface of the trails. These are artifacts of the farms once situated there long ago. They serve as a catalyst to imagining life there long ago. They also cause memories of my growing up years to surface. The trails always have something new to offer. 🦊❤️