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Before
ice has a chance to melt, it evaporates. We had overnight rain,
heavy at times, so when I took the dogs out back to their gated
doghouse community for a cookie
stick before dawn, I was surprised to see the Snow Moon wagging
Jupiter to the west, Venus sparking the treetops to the east, and
in the moonglow, cumulus humilis. With pink cherry blossoms and
a sugarloaf braless woman in a black sweater crossing Stockton Street
at Macy's, springtime arrives in
San Francisco, closely followed, last night, by the Chinese New
Year Parade, and this afternoon, by fifty thousand more demonstrators
for peace.
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