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I just looked out the window and saw a robin sitting on a tree in the back yard.  When I go outside, there is a sense of quiet promise in the deliciously warm air.  Buds are swelling on the trees.  The last of the snow has disappeared.  My daffodils and lilies are waking up, yawning and poking their tender green spears above the ground.   The earth smells wet and fecund, and springs beneath my feet.  I feel a sudden urge to prune my trees, dig up the garden, and buy seeds.  Oh, I know, the mountains still have snow on them, and we’ll probably still get a couple of freak snowstorms.  It won’t be safe to plant most things until after Mother’s Day, but … the robins are back!  And that means spring is here!

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