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I’ve always found spring to be the season that makes me think I should take a photo, write a poem, or just be creative in some way. Apparently Art agreed — take a minute to read “Tokens of Spring.” The rhyming scheme of this poem is a little different than most of his work. Since he’s not around for me to ask, maybe I’ll just assume he was inspired to step outside his normal comfort zone by the growth around him.

It's hard to take a photo with one hand while the other hand has hold of an impatient dog's leash, but I made the effort the other day.