For today. Time seems to have flashed by a bit. Spring is about ready to have sprung, and I can't help feeling hesitant about it. I realize there is obviously still snow on the mountains, and yet the bulbs are popping on the hillside. It seems that life can often follow this pattern; even though it seems we're still in one season of life, the next is fast approaching, whether we're ready or not.
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