Spring has burst onto Salt Creek Trail this year, it seems one day it was cold, bare and frozen, and the very next day a warm breeze blew the spring into the trees in a kalidascope of varigated greens. I am so distracted, as each breeze tugs at me, each new sound, each scent pulls me this way and that, begging for my attention "pick me! pick me!" I don't know which way to turn!
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