There’s nothing vague about spring’s statement this morning.
My drive to work was like a trip through fairyland, as sudden showers of flowers filled the air with freshness and painted the drab landscape with color.
Golden blooms of forsythia and daffodil glow in the bright sunshine of this fair day. Snows of last week are forgotten, optimism fills the air as faith in the circle of the seasons is renewed.
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