Hope Springs Eternal

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Although that prognosticating rodent who shall remain nameless has predicted six more weeks of winter (hope we’re down to just four more weeks by  now), Oscar, Edgar, and I ventured out into the backyard this week to begin our “spring cleaning.”  We raked and/or jumped in leaves, gathered and/or gesticulated with sticks, and dreamed of warmer temperatures.  And though we found a few chunks of ice and the occasional remaining patch of snow, there was a little something–call it a certain slant of light (thanks, as always, Emily Dickinson) or a different charge in the air–that turned this chilly bunch into anticipating optimists eager to emerge from our hibernation and make our mark outside–hopefully without puffy jackets and mittens–soon enough!

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