Blessings in the Air

It is the first mild day of March. Each minute sweeter than before . . . . There is a blessing in the air . . . . - William Wordsworth
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"March arrives, the last hurrah of winter and the first whisper of spring. Slowly everything reawakens, along with the natural world, from a longer winter's slumber. Branches that just days ago were bare, now blossom with new fragrant growth. Deep within we feel stirings of hope. Turn over the earth in the garden. This month we plant the seeds of simplicity outside in our garden and also in ones soul."