I love stripes. I really do. It's such a small thing but till you do it you don't quite understand it. It focuses you on what's next. You are always looking forward. Even though logic tells you that you are working at your usual pace, it feels fast.
All the mushy ice has gone, melted off by the power of the sun. Yes there still is a 3 foot bank 9f snow on the lawn but it's looking old and shriveled. It has a layer of the last snow on it but you can see that the covering is on old bones. Spring is coming no matter what snow says.

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