In wintertime the snow blankets the yard. The grass thins and huddles in wispy brown strands and the last clover shiver on their stems made brittle by the cold. Yet in Spring they multiply, carpeting the ground, their happy faces rustling in the fresh Spring wind. By summer they thrive and clover hunting season begins. … Continue reading Clover
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