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Under a Rotting Log

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Under a Rotting Log

 

 

It was a simply beautiful spring day.” She thought. She couldn’t help but take in the tiny buds on flowers, mosses, now growing on damp stones, even the azure sky over head seemed especially lovely.

 

She reached down and gently lifted a rotting log, encased in a curly gray lichen. Just as she picked it up, a shiny creature writhed towards the from underneath the log

 

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It’s just a blue-tailed skink, laughed her brother, a lizard!

 

She felt a little foolish, still, after all the excitement, she was sure the memory of this spring adventure would remain with her always.

 

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Author: beebeesworld

I have a degree in public history research. I love writing, photography, cooking, teaching, nature studies. I'm a mom and grandmom, an "old hippie".

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