My senses come alive the moment I step outside. The sounds of the birds as they play an aerial game of school-yard tag, dashing from tree to tree; the smell of the dirt becoming mud again, waking from its frozen slumber; the way the warm breeze looks so much happier blowing through the branches than those harsh winter winds did; the amazing feeling of that first breath of spring-filled air; the taste like no other, of that first beer sipped in the backyard.
I take it in, while the sun tickles my bare toes.
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my friend...I'm very inspired by your description of spring...is it your fav season?
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