Deadsplinter Up! All Night: The Natural World

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound

This year I just can’t take the wars and the hate and the maniacal rush to fascism. It’s probably because I’m old. Thankfully, there is so much to do around here that has nothing to do with all of that shit, and I am reminded that when all of it is in the past, there will still be beautiful things that go on and Spring will still come. I will not waste it.

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