Breathe in the fresh scents of a morning hike.

by a. noelle

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Through the trees, down a winding trail, there is a little farm.

tread quietly

I tiptoe up to the fence and watch the cows slowly start their day.

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They graze in the soft morning light, gentle grunts floating up from the soil.
I remain unseen.

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The magic of this morning keeps me hidden a few moments longer than usual.

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The spell is broken when they espy the crisp, green stalks of celery in my hands.