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Birdwatching for Translators
I was asked recently when on this trip I had particularly felt I was somewhere else. Well, running, last Friday. It was a gray, cold, drizzly morning with a strong wind, easily run-in-a-fleece weather; a day worthy of Michigan at the end of March (remember, we just celebrated the first day of spring). The wind…
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First Day of Spring
PodrĂ¡n cortar todas las flores pero no acabarĂ¡n con la primavera–they can cut all the flowers but they won’t do away with spring– Lapachos in bloom I wonder how long I’d have to live in the southern hemisphere for September to mean springtime to me. I do associate September with beginnings– new school year, time…