Is it possible I appreciate spring more with each passing year?
There was a time where I tended a good-sized garden. At the crack of dawn, I walked out the back door and wandered through the yard to see what was pushing its way through the soil.
Now, at that same early hour, I step outside and listen. The birds welcome the day and I name them, often with our delightful Merlin app.
The buds on the large maple trees are starting to swell, absorbing the light. And in my walks, I enjoy my neighbours’ front yards, where life is once again are peeking through ground.
Spring, a memory, a miracle.
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