Like a miracle, today's sun finally coaxed the reluctant daffodils in our backyard to open and to look toward it with hope.
Also with hope, the white dogwood is sprouting little green "hands" all over the ends of its spindly branches, which look ready to unfold and stretch.
That is one of my favorite things about spring: that it does spring, inevitable.
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I love the idea of dogwoods sprouting little green "hands" so much! Thanks for that.
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