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Ode to Moon and Moo's

Step inside this picture. The breeze is cool.  

Crickets chirp; a calf calls for its mama. 

The scent of freshly cut hay mingles with that of woodsmoke from a chimney .

 You shiver and clutch your collar to your chin. Tomorrow the ground will be white with frost.  

Step out of the picture.