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Late light; a slow fade into shadows and starlight; gather dreams: short night

This guitar, silent in sunshine – wooden body, humming harmony

In dappled daybreak, light edges into morning; the day settles in

Bird song should begin your day

Sink into the sounds of the world outside your window

Later, when you're weary, wander back into the quiet to find some solace

for DS106 Daily Create

He sketches little checks, writes remarks in the corner of each day on the calendar - tiny stories to be read later, for the remainder of the year

Mill River Flood (Florence)

Months later, four men – George Cheney Collins Graves Jerome Hillman Myron Day - were honored for bravery, for rushing to warn others and presented gold medallions and yet who knows how many more ran to neighbors, shouted warnings, saved lives, sacrificed themselves: men and women that were not then, nor now, ever remembered

Reference: The Mill River Flood of May 1874, in Williamsburg, Leeds Massachusetts

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Pen scratch on paper in the margins of the brief; lawyer turned poet

Mill River Flood (Florence)

Florence heard, and knew, and left, and the Meadows - at 90 minutes from the break of the Williamsburg Dam – became the landing place of up-river’s lost pieces

Reference: The Mill River Flood of May 1874, in Williamsburg, Leeds Massachusetts

#MillRiverFlood

These sunlit green leaves with small spaces in-between; an ecosystem

Mill River Flood (Leeds)

At eight thirty, the flood left Leeds in tatters, a village shattered, and fell its way into Florence, bringing with it not just water, but debris of wood, buttons, bodies

Reference: The Mill River Flood of May 1874, in Williamsburg, Leeds Massachusetts

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