A couple of weeks ago I mentioned the warm fuzzies I get with the arrival of spring. Now that we’re in the thick of it, I’m going to go out on a limb and say that spring is my favourite season. It has this brightness about it that seems to lift my spirit remarkably, and I feel the energy mirrored back; in strangers passing in the street, in the sun’s ra…
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