The spring season has officially been uncorked. I'm not toasting with champagne, but with a steady flow of sunshine mingled with the seawater that let my kayak glide through its glistening waves yesterday.
When I get to be out and about in nature without the layers of clothing required by minus degrees, it heralds a new season. Not only was Sunday the first kayaking day, it was also the first biking day!
Here's to wind in your hair, a chorus of birds and purple crocuses in the yard! Prost!
When I get to be out and about in nature without the layers of clothing required by minus degrees, it heralds a new season. Not only was Sunday the first kayaking day, it was also the first biking day!
Here's to wind in your hair, a chorus of birds and purple crocuses in the yard! Prost!
It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want - oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so! ~Mark Twain
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