Day 127: There are subtle signs of Spring poking their little heads through the ground in my front flowerbed, bright chartreuse spires in the clutches of pale green leaves. Frilly double daffodils will soon be showing their smiles to the Mountain, followed shortly thereafter by the slower narcissi with their bright orange eyes. The promise of verdant fields and fantasies of lush foliage are in these pioneers of Spring, greeting me as I step off the porch and lifting my spirits with their determined ascension from the debris of Winter.
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