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Old Spring House
Do you ever wonder where the birds go
When they fly away on a very hot summer day?
There’s a little spot, not too far,
That invited me to explore.
Long ago, our fore-families decided to domesticate a wild spring.
They built a house over the spring to keep out the leaves.
Somehow the non-native Norway spruce grew up all around.
Now, long abandoned by humans,
The critters come here on that ninety-five-degree day
To a refuge made perfect for their play.
Old Spring House is first in a series of paintings inspired by the Spring House. To see more, click on the images below.
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