“There are times of great beauty on a coffee farm. When the plantation flowered in the beginning of the rains, it was a radiant sight, like a cloud of chalk, in the mist of the drizzling rain.”
“There are times of great beauty on a coffee farm… a radiant sight, like a cloud of chalk, in the mist of the drizzling rain.”

Oh…the wee owl is so precious.
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