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…of mortar and affectionwarmed by April suna drift of fragrance, cow’s breath and old hay,ripe cheese, pale grassesthe lightest scent of blossom and the lingerance of snow,and breakfast hearth-smoke… Distant crows are wheeling, cawing,coarsely calling admirationof the new-turned turf,of turning season, of turning, turning, turningin the sky above the oaks…The human touch of talkand laughter …

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