It's been a long, long winter. My skin is pale, my feet are cold even on the inside of my house. The gray permeates the sky most every day.
This morning I heard chirping birds outside. The snow is getting slushy. I found myself wearing my coat with the zipper down.
Spring is fighting it's way to the surface. The winter winds are dying down.
With my love by my side we begin our adventure anew.
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