Dawn has crept into morning. Impending spring is everywhere -- all around -- and I want to feel it, see it, breathe it, inhale it deep and absorb it. Let go of winter and dark, disturbing feelings of loss, hurt and betrayal. I want to feel the light, see the light, breathe the light and live. Birdsong fills the air every morning, frost has turned to heavy mist and dew, buds are everywhere and the beginning blossoms. The soil is calling and my gardening voice echoes in my mind's ear. Time has come to clean away the ravages of winter and start the spring preparations to the vegetable beds and flowery borders. I walk with a lighter step, with joy.
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