Today is Sunday, and a two blueberry pancake and four cups of coffee morning.  I like the colors of this time of year in Vermont:  the fields pale yellow-gold of grass now out from underneath the snow, the dark brown-gray of wet earth, the glimmer of puddles reflecting cloudy luminous skies, tree branches still stark and bare.

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