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On a walk this past weekend, Mother Nature was whispering in our ears that Spring is on its way. She was able to prove it by carefully placing little fuzzy buds in the trees with bursts of color just barely peeking out of the tips. The sound of crunching gravel under each foot step gave us the feeling that we had the whole park all to ourselves as walked down the path, the birds were chirping their little bird songs. The fresh air felt soft and cool on our faces, but didn't sting like the whispy winter wind had just days before. The blooms of the Cherry Blossom Tress were starting to sprinkle the trees with vibrant color. I love the contrast of the dark mossy branches with the bursts of soft sweet color against the blue sky with puffs of white clouds. The earthy smell known as, geosmin was thick in the air, rich and musty like my favorite stout.

I love Spring.