My son and I have been counting the days until Spring. It seems hard to believe that in just 13 days the calendar shows we will have our change of season.
Yet perhaps, Winter will linger a bit longer...
All Nature seems at work,
Slugs leave their lair.
The bees are stirring...
Birds are on the wing;
And Winter slumbering
In the open air
Wears on his face
A dream of Spring.
S.T. Coleridge
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Her violin is a reflection of the beauty of her soul. A beauty to see and hear. What a blessing she is. I love you Sarah. Grandma Linda
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