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'Tis the season of Eastertide and cherry blossoms. Sandra Williams shares a favorite poem.
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.
Now, of my threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.
And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.
~A. E. Housman 1859 –1936
Patchy rain nearby, with a high of 78 and low of 66 degrees. Don't forget your umbrella! Patchy rain nearby during the morning, sunny during the afternoon and evening, mist overnight.
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I am in awe of this glass artwork and plan to visit the Corning Museum exhibit soon! Thanks for making us aware of our local pioneers.