Like a sweet secret; like a whisper in your ear, the first stirrings of spring are pushing toward the sun.
Mint gathers her energy for a first flush, bringing green life to brown, brittle bones.
Mint gathers her energy for a first flush, bringing green life to brown, brittle bones.
Primrose and sweet woodruff hide beneath the leaves. Blossoms will follow for decades if you let them.
Crocuses sing out loud with childhood songs. Be happy! Spring is coming!
And daffodils proclaim victory over the wind and snow. We hope. We plan. Another growing season is coming.
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