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Observing my children in the context of nature. |
Phases I Night’s globe shines golden, glowing cheery masquerade— “It’s sun, Mommy! Sun!” II Little hand, holding mine, let's go—“Mommy, look! Up there! The moon’s folded.” III Starlight blanket wraps children chasing fireflies— moon blinks new silver. IV Hilltop children race beneath promise of more snow— misty moon halo |