Silver silhouettes of aspens shimmy with moonbeams. Light flirts peek-a-boo through a cluster of leaves. Lacy, dainty leaves form patterns, like filigree windows in ancient palaces of Jaipur.
Wind hums. Whisper-soft susurrus lulls the lonesome cottage that stands alone in the wild wilderness.
Nice thoughts! Are you going to nurture this baby to adulthood??
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