Today, as I threw open the curtains, I told the kids, “It’s May! Spring has sprung!” Sun streamed in through the window, and as I gazed across the prairie, I saw that it was true: a brilliant green mist gleamed amidst the bent stems of last year’s grasses. Even the buds on trees beside the house were suddenly bursting open, revealing the tiny points of new leaves and the beginnings of b...
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