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A warm fall day, nary a cloud in the blue sky…
Inching along a broad green leaf is a fuzzy little critter…
Black on both ends with a length of brown to connect them…
The woollybear stops here and there to munch on a crumb of the leaf as he makes his way forward…
Ever onward, ever eating, until the day comes to rest and begin his transformation…
For now he must crawl but one day will flutter about the leaves that used to be his road…
#Potential
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I know around Ohio here, there are a few Woollybear Festivals this time of year. Have any near you?
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