So here I sit counting down the days til spring. Ahhh that light at the end of the tunnel. Visions of buds on the trees and green sprouts of grass poking through the rock solid frozen dirt with determination have been the thoughts consuming me as of lately. I cannot wait until the once white, now grey filthy snow melts away only to feed the new growth from under. Soon the sounds of lawnmowers and trimmers buzzing in the air will be a symphony of machinery and soothing sounds to my eardrums. Spring, oh do please hurry up. You are so very much missed.
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