The rites of Spring

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Slowly a little each day I am escaping from my winter hibernation. Unlike a bear, this long winter has not resulted in any loss of stored up weight. Once again, I am able to start my early morning ritual of coffee outside while sitting in my screened in porch. This morning this event took place a little after 3am, and I actually feel like I am coming home after a long absence. The various types of frogs down at the creek were very erratic in their vocal offerings indicating they were not alone in the creek area or the woods across the road. Every season has its beauty, but spring as always is my favorite, and fills my heart and soul with its beauty.

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