Welcome back spring!
"Through primrose tufts, in that sweet bower,
The periwinkle trail'd its wreaths;
And 'tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes."
William Wordsworth (1770-1850) Written in Early Spring
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Monday, April 28, 2008
"Through primrose tufts, in that sweet bower,
The periwinkle trail'd its wreaths;
And 'tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes."
William Wordsworth (1770-1850) Written in Early Spring
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