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In March the wind
blows down the door
and spills my soup
upon the floor.
It laps it up
and roars for more.
Blowing once
blowing twice
blowing chicken soup
with rice.
a poem from one of my favorite authors
Chicken Soup with Rice ~ A Book of Months
by Maurice Sendak
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Tuesday A Delightsome Life A Bowl Full of Lemons So Much At Home
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Wednesday Raising Homemakers Savvy Southern Style Adorned From Above
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Who doesn't love a good party?!
You can find me here linking up with these great blogs.
Monday C.R.A.F.T Amaze Me Monday The Dedicated House
I Should Be Mopping the Floor The Hankful House The Modest Mom
Tuesday A Delightsome Life A Bowl Full of Lemons So Much At Home
Titus Tuesday A Stroll Through Life
Wednesday Raising Homemakers Savvy Southern Style Adorned From Above
The Thrifty Home A Wise Woman Builds Her Home
Thursday Between Naps on the Porch Serving Joyfully Katherines Corner Lamberts Lately
Friday Rooted in Thyme The Thrifty Groove Farm Blog Hop Best of the Nest
French Country Cottage The Girl Creative
Sunday Nifty Thrifty Things Sew Many Ways
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