38639I was out early this morning on a short run through my neighborhood.  Last week’s  cold and stillness of winter has been replaced by the activity and cacophony of spring.  My  breathing was accompanied by the songs of robins and cardinals and the tapping of a woodpecker, and my running was in synch with the scurrying of squirrels and the neighbors walking their dogs in the early light.   Everything comes to life with the promise of spring, including the blowing of white clothes freshened by the spring breeze and warmed in the heat of the sun on the clothesline.

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