I guess those darn groundhogs were right after all. In my backyard, the first few blossoms are budding to mark a time of goodbyes and beginnings. Spring to me is a time of psychological cleansing. It's when I stop, reflect back, and recall memories of the entire year. Gotta' lock them up and keep them safe, and clear them out to make room for more.
February 7, 2010

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February 13, 2009