It's predictable, I know, but: Spring=Miracle. I can't get over it. The way spring shows us resilience, the way it begins to fill grey, brown and 'dead' space with brilliant color. The way tiny buds of pink and white goodness fill my nostrils with sweet, sweet nectar. The tiny buds of bright green leaves poking out of Eloise, my favorite tree in the universe, and the small army of trees that surround her...
And then there's Robert Frost's words...
Nature's first green is gold.
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower but only so an hour...
I am embracing this 'hour' with all that I am.
Oh spring. I love you. You are so pretty. Thanks for being you. xoxo
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