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Poetry. Friday: Roiling, A Friday Fib

Thanks to Tara at Going to Walden for hosting all the Poetry Friday goodness. On Instagram this morning, Georgia Heard, said the word of the day was ROILING. I immediately thought of this moment last August in Yachats on the coast. … Continue reading

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