There is no hustle bustle in my neighborhood.  No bright colors of big city life.  Just the muted tones of land waking up from winter. In my neighborhood we wait. Wait for leaves to sprout on mossy limbs... for the hummingbirds... for new growth after pruning. We wait for new adventure. And sometimes it's hard. To wait. But I …

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