Still winter. But feels like spring......
You know it feels like spring, when the neighbours air underwear on the line.
You know it feels like spring,
when morning light starts to glow in strips of coral on the horizon.
You know it feels like spring, when bags grow on trees.
You know it feels like spring, when morning light makes trees stark against the sky.
You know it feels like spring, when rain trickles, instead of thundering.
You know it feels like spring, when branches grow fingers.
You know it feels like spring, when Cordelia basks on the fence.
You know it feels like spring, when seed pods multiply before your eyes.
You know it feels like spring, when Spencer wants a cuddle.
You know it feels like spring, when the ocean is not so fierce.
You know it feels like spring, when Smokey comes to stare in the door. Then something calls him, and away he splashes, to run with the wind and the rain......
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