Nonfiction | September 01, 1988
A Roadside Cough Medicine
Jack Sanders
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In New England the first beacons of spring rise from the ground at just about the equinox, and among those in the forefront are the yellow and orange heads of the coltsfoot. Big, bright bunches of them offer assurance that the drabness of winter is ending, and that color is returning to the land.
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