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Tag: park

Water and words

Water and words

[Oct. 25] We had just about an hour to spend in downtown Charlotte. We spent it walking in The Green, a public space smack in the middle of highrises, just an acre and a half but filled with grass and art. A central fountain meant for kids to play in was dry, probably to conserve water during the drought. … read more Water and words

Posted on October 25, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories TreesTags 2002, green, literature, nature, park, poetry, public, water, words
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