Occasionally we leave town,
or as I say,
we enter civilization.
I don't know why, but I have been questioning everything lately.
Including where I live.
I will say that when you enter civilization
that you find a lot of traffic

and shopping.

For now, we will stay put.

This is the only time of year this dairy town smells good.
I love this plum tree;
beautiful blossoms,
smells great,
only a few plums.
Everyone knows I love my tulips.
This stuff only blooms once a year,
but boy, does it bloom.
And my tulips live in happiness on sunny days.
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