And then come dusk, the huge tractor , and an enormous dump truck, impressively driving about the hilly land , gathering up all the rich green grass for winter's hay.
After, always. , come the Turkey flocks in the morning, the Crows all afternoon, and then the Coyote at night, to feed upon all the exposed mice.
That is the way of it, as life proceeds and the season continues to shift.

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