If I was writing a letter to the season of ‘Spring’ it would go something like this.
Dear Spring,
I know you are months and months away and I am okay with that. I really am enjoying winter and
the fresh snow that is gently making it’s way on my lawn is beautiful. In fact I may go out and build a snowman this afternoon.
I am wondering, how did these tulips make it to my table in the dead of Winter?
Spring you are a tease, I will enjoy the tulips but I will not dream of warmer days and green grass for at least 4 more months.
At least.
So there.
-Rachel
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