Dare we get our hopes up? Could spring finally here?
I hear birds chirping at my window every morning...
I smell fresh cut grass as lawn mowers fire up all over the neighborhood...
I see kids playing outside with flip-flops on and no winter coats...
I feel dirt on my fingers as I plant (and re-plant) my vegetable seeds in their tiny pots....
And I pray that I have tucked my bulky winter boots to the far corner of the closet for the Very. Last. Time.
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