There is something bittersweet about letting go; about parting from anyone or anything that holds memory.But it is Spring. The weather is nice outside tonight. I put my writing utensils away for the rest of the season and take back up the old practices of the Forest-Sitting Religion.

-Frank LaRue Owen

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