I know it's normally Hope Springs Eternal, but I was thinking about the promise of Spring yesterday morning as I sat outside on my back patio, drinking a cup of coffee and soaking in the view of the Pikes Peak, covered in snow against the brilliant cerulean sky. The air was filled with the skittering sounds of squirrels, busy as ever and the rustle
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