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Green grow memories of Ireland past
Long ago I came to think of this pleasant seasonal disorder as a welcomed greening of the spirit. It always begins deep in the subconscious, just as the days grow longer, the wind finally loses its midwinter bite, and the snow melts enough for the… Read More
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