I'm dreaming of the spring air that excites simply by wafting that incredible smell of the earth under your nose by the breezes of some considerate seasonal zephyrs. Isn't it funny how that simple yearning for spring can almost give you that smell that really excites you?
I can imagine everyone on Monday morning bundled up because of the weather but walking in that cold late winter air with noses in the air smelling the tendrils of the coming season.
Maybe if we all do it we might entice spring to make an early entrance! Oh, yea!
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