I haven't any little lambies or chickies or ducklings to post. I haven't a farm or a vast acreage to wander or deep woods be lost in, but the wonder of Spring come at last is here too. She has put on her crinolines and topped them with a swirl of green and white, and the pinks and yellows are not far behind. Welcome dearest mother, and sweetest sister.
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