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[dancing_crow]

one of the things I love about spring is how frilly it is. All the leaves are tiny, and the trees that blossom are blossoming and lacey, and pretty colors. Across the Holyoke Range the very tops of the trees are all the lightest, sweetest green, like they have been dusted with... something. More sun and sky are visible than later in the summer, and the light is filtered and scattered.