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Are robins really the harbinger of Spring? A few bounced around my front yard yesterday — don’t see any this morning, though. I am ready for Spring, like most people around here. Putting the recycling bin out Wednesday, I slipped in the four inches of snow and landed on my butt, cursing all the entities who might have anything to do with this latest snowfall.
The view over the top of the screen is tree-filled and watery blue sky — all frustratingly not Spring.
I haven’t learned to channel this itchy frustration into writing yet, and I’m too old to cavort like a goat anymore. I just want to warm up.
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