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By Lisken Van Pelt Dus / June 4, 1999

On Tuesday, we half expected

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our neighbors to be out

shoveling. Their apple tree

was turning June to winter -

flurry, whiteout.

Yesterday, in the morning sun,

we were garnished

with the tiny petals

of the cherry blossoms -

lawn-chair blushing.

And tonight,

the rain broke loose,

scattering the lake

with interlocking hoops -

umbrella ocean.

Nature has been falling down

all week,

so generously.