As much as I love all the seasons, there comes a moment during winter (and Puxatawny Phil said 6 more weeks of winter) when I want Spring and the opportunity to get my hands back into the soil. I love planting flowers and shrubs, to plant seeds and see the magic of growth that occurs, and to plan a vegetable garden. I love the smell of the earth when I am on my hands and knees. Just a few musings and longings as I look out at the snow falling. What is your favorite season?

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