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At risk of repeating myself…

...but where is spring?

At this time of year, we start to wonder…will spring ever arrive?

When the paths are frozen with melted snow…it's too cruel. The snow has melted, but then re-frozen itself into slippery streaks.

The earth is not flat, after all. So when we try to navigate the icy ways about our normal landscape, we fall. And how much more difficult is the fall when you are hampered by skirts and boots and uncomfortable clothes under our clothes.

I've lit the fire. We are waiting for spring.

 

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