There is a delicious spring rain spattering on the skylights, and out the living room window are tiny, minty green leaves unfurling from the branches of the Amur honeysuckles. We’ve still a few more weeks of winter, but the birds and tulips are telling another story. I needed the darkness of winter to rest and recover, but I am grateful for the early ar…
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