Spring is . . .
. . . The true harbinger of spring is not crocuses or swallows returning to Capistrano, but the sound of the bat on the ball. — Bill Veeck
. . . The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.— E.E. Cummings
. . . a heart full of hope and a shoe full of rain.
Your turn . . .
Spring is . . .
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