Spring in the Adirondacks is as beautiful as it is harsh. This the story of the season of rebirth told through the hardships and wonders of nature.
An ode to the return of our springtime friends.
“Letting go is, obviously, a basic tenet of the game of catch — it’s no fun to play “hold…” by Tim Sweeney
A poem by Katherine Gale
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A faint twinkling-
against the canvas-
Blinks brighter with each moment.