The garden breathes again

Last week’s heavy snow continues a hasty retreat into our once thirsty, now saturated soil. The air carries a freshness into my lungs, chasing the stale residue of winter with each breath. The morning sun illuminates the garden and reveals the spring beneath the snow.

The garden breathes again, and so does that deep part of me that breathes in unison with it.

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