We had almost a week of lovely 70 degrees days, now the rain has returned.
The trees have begun to bear their soft blossoms.
The flower I asked my mom to plant in 2005 is starting to bloom.
Today, the house is uncharacteristically quiet. All I can hear is the laundry tumbling in the drier.
I think it's the perfect time for a nap.
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