The yard is fully awake, roused by brilliant sunshine. Every stem stirs, an audible creak and rustle, and the breeze feels like a contented yawn. I’m tempted to use the word “spring” again…
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Rae Spencer 
Beautiful, Rae. Thank you for visions of joy.
Oh, this makes me long for Summer….
Lovely!