The Red Barn at Stony Brook’s Edge
At dawn, where mist lifts off the land,A red barn stands with purpose planned.Its boards are worn, its beams are wide,Rooted where Stony Brook flows with pride.Meadow and marsh in harmony meet,At the heart of the Watershed’s steady beat. Image Credits: ©palettenpixels Goldenrod nods in autumn’s breath,While monarchs drift in quiet depth.Swamp milkweed blooms near dragonfly wings,And frogs find…
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