It’s my favorite time of the year—love the feeling of warm sun on my skin, the progression of blooms from crocuses to roses, longer days, the promise of a newly planted garden.
After growing up in the South, I was excited to go to college in New England for the snow. But I so missed spring which didn’t arrive until it was time for finals. I’ll take the flowers over the flurries.
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