kieriec

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Spring is pretty far away. It's a time of new births and beauty. Flowers bloom and trees regain bright green leaves. The bumble bees come out and start collecting honey. If you drive a long a country road in the south, you might find a swarm of honey bees looking to create honey for us to enjoy.

stacks

I already wrote about this earlier because I was up at such an early hour. I didn't go to bed until two. There isn't much to write on the word, stacks. I wrote about being in a library earlier. So yeah. Does this change like every twenty four hours or so? I hope so.

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on this day 15 years ago

Kiersten wrote about stacks
“I wandered among the stacks of books in the dusty old Library. I was afraid to touch the books because they were so old and they looked so brittle. The stacks of books seemed to last for many miles. …”

the words Kiersten reaches for

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