
Late February, and the air’s so balmy snowdrops and crocuses might be fooled into early blooming. Then, the inevitable blizzard will come, blighting our harbingers of spring, and the numbed yards will go back undercover. ― Gail Mazur
Did you write yesterday? Are you writing today?
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Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer
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Thank you for sharing. 💕🌷💕
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