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The Four Seasons

Not Vivaldi's - An observation of the seasons through COVID

During Covid, I would go to my front window and look through the blinds to see what was going on in the world - not much at all. It was like my daily ritual. One thing that I did observe was the seasons and what the suburban scape looked like to me: different shades and colors that only nature could make. I came to the realization that I had spent a whole year watching nature's cycle. The four seasons, not Vivaldi's.

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