Spring is stalking my garden.
Snow recedes slowly as new life breaks through the cold, cold, earth.
Birds sing songs of encouragement to a shy Sun. Pale green takes its first breath and I watch cautiously as hope returns to the land.
"No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn". - Hal Borland
Wednesday, 18 February 2009
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