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March 8, 2010

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Resuscitation: A Breath of Life

As I was dragging myself from the car to the house after a long day at work, I happened to catch a glimpse of these.

Signs of life.

I was drawn to them.

I had to get close. I had to feel their warmth.

It was the same feeling I get when I’m close to a baby; only instead of baby fever, it’s spring fever.

Breathe it in, instant peace.

Breathe it in, instant energy.

Breathe it in, instant life.

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11 Comments

  • At 2010.03.08 08:45, April said:

    I have some daffodils in my yard that are getting ready to pop wide open with blooms!!! I can’t wait for spring!!!

    • At 2010.03.08 08:49, Jodi said:

      Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!

      • At 2010.03.08 08:50, Kimberly said:

        I am sooooo ready for spring….warmth, sunshine, flowers, & the color green! Thanks for sharing the pictures!

        • At 2010.03.08 09:04, Grandma said:

          I got the same feeling when I saw my crocus. Sure sign that spring will really be here soon. Especially welcome this year.

          • At 2010.03.08 13:31, Chris. said:

            Goodbye winter, spring has sprung!

            • At 2010.03.08 12:47, marie shiraki said:

              “Spring is busting out all over!”

              • At 2010.03.09 15:52, Meredith said:

                I love crocus flowers! They’re so beautiful!

                • At 2010.03.09 21:54, Mom said:

                  I hear they don’t have such things in Georgia…..

                  • At 2010.03.10 08:47, Jill said:

                    We’re still buried in snow for the most part but here and there I can see the ground starting to peek though!

                    • At 2010.03.13 21:03, amber said:

                      Oh yes, there’s nothing like the first flowers of spring. I spotted some crocuses blooming in some church’s yard the other day on my way home from work, and had to stop and take pictures of them. They make me haaaaaapppy!

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