Dear Spring,

You are my favorite season. I’ve always been loyal and loving to you. And yet you are just teasing me…. dusting daffodils in snow, sprouting up the wild garlic while the woods remain brown and somber. Where’s your electrifying color? Your warm breezes?

Did Punxsutawney Phil put you up to this?

My Heart to Your Heart – 8 x 10 Art Print by Leah Duncan via Creature Comforts 

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I like being out in the sunshine, dancing, baking, exploring abandoned houses, dark chocolate, traveling, being green, thrift store shopping, backpacking, gardening, reading memoirs, hammocks and fantastic friends.

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