How I long for Spring.
After days confined by ice
Want my jail door sprung.
Walking safe and free
I’ll smell every flower bud.
Ample time for that.
cronechronicler
Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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Oh yes let’s break out and have some spring! love this
Great comment. Thanks.
Spring is on the way.
It really is. 🙂
Despite the frost, the spring flowers have started to bloom 🙂
Wonderful. I’ve only seen the tips of bulbs popping up.