Frolicking Fields

Frolicking Fieldsfields, play, poetry

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blankets of color

flowers dancing in the field

frolicking we go

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I rode past this field on my bike ride this past Sunday. The beautiful carpet of wildflowers was glowing with a multitude of colors. I wanted to go frolic in the field but it was private property, so I took a photo to remind me of the beauty and joy. Now, I can frolic in my imagination. 🙂

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