Winter will not relent. This is her warpath, her uncommon ground, her means to an end. Spring is holding on. Will he win the fight?
It Begins
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Winter will not relent. This is her warpath, her uncommon ground, her means to an end. Spring is holding on. Will he win the fight?
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So beautiful! And again WP messing with your poems flashing on my feed. Ahh!!
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WordPress is the Devil. Lol. Lemme stop for something off kilter “magically happens” to my account. Lol.
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Seriously!
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YES!!! Yes he will! He will woo her with beautiful flowers and melt her heart with soft warm kisses. I promise! He’ll win! hang in there!!! 🤣
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Haha. Oh, I’m not worried. If there’s one thing I know about this part of the South, Spring always shows up. Lol.
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😄
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hope Spring is winning my friend, although with Spring, Summer rides her heels and then the real heat begins, argh!
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Eh, I’m not jinxing anything. Lol.
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I love your tall trees.
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There are so many in the back, in the woodsy area. They’re beautiful. I’m always mesmerized by them. 😊
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I would be too I remember you sent me a photo ages ago and it was so beautiful and peaceful. Walking in the woods is one of my favorite things to do but your trees are more spectacular than our gnarly ones here
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They are quite captivating. Haha. 😊
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