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Dreaming of fresh strawberries. They come right after the Asparagus! The first berries are the tastiest.
Waiting for the garden to green up and blossom.
Everything is fresh and new when the spring season comes in.
Your nest needs freshening, scrub 'er down and sew new cushions to brighten up your red chairs.
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Fluff the porch cushions so you have somewhere to sit and take a break from raking up the dog poop.
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Isn't the little scarecrow sweet? I was on my way to the recycle shop with spring wear that doesn't fit and dressed my garden gal instead. She reminds me of my red headed neighbor!
This is the story of my husband, who eats all of the chips all of the time! I find the empty bags under the seats in his truck.
Snow flurries and thirty degrees out this Saturday morning. But I know, in my heart, that Spring is around the corner. Gotta keep that upper lip stiff and not lose patience with this long winter's hibernation that we, in northern Michigan, live through every year. Can't help the stiff lip when the wind blows cold!