Thursday, April 14, 2011

It's nice out.

Whispers like the wind through the spear grass, the blowing green, flows and golden shine ripples across the sheaves in breezy waves.  Things are changing.  The air grows warmer, drier.  The birds sing sweeter songs, amorous and enticing.  Springtime as the coat of winter sheds, and new leaves sprout from branches absorbing light to create shade.  Energy in motion.  Harness its potential and progress to something new.

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