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I whine incessantly about the cold of winter freezing my creaky bones. It's been a season of snow shovels and space heaters. Now that we've begun to turn the corner, however, the truth can finally be told without fear of reprisal. Isn't it beautiful?
2 Comments:
At 10:19 AM,
bgo said…
Nature's ice sculptures can be quite beautiful, but when our Serviceberry blooms this spring I'll be more delighted. Watching the birds feed nevers fails to lend my heart a sense of wonder.
At 10:25 AM,
Happy In Bag said…
Indeed.
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