Farmland Bridges

On a morning bridge, shadows are short and light as they blueprint the tasks of the coming hours with cool lines against mist. From the fields, the breeze fills with crows in their off-key chorus, elegant meadowlark solos. Pushing at the bridge's pilings, muddy waters carry the last whispers of snow towards the Mississippi. Then a kingfisher's blue spear crashes through the brown surface, turns the morning toward work.

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