The mouth of the Grotto spring, in full bloom
And guarding the spring, a great blue heron...
...not to outdone by the sunbathing stegosaurus of Spring Street
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Wish I could be hanging out with you in Eureka Springs. So brown and dusty here. And lonely without you.
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