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Once in a Blue Moon,
a warm breeze stirs up the weeds
and dries the clay.

A pair of barn swallows
dart
from their mud, straw, and wood hiding place
and
playfully
swoop
past your innocent ear,
leaving just a flashing glimpse of blue iridescence,
and your smile of surprise,
behind them.

Welcome and please swoop freely around and through our web site!
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