Despite the cold, icy, crunchy day outside, I woke up to a garden of roses. I was commenting during story time last night as the wind howled against the house and the snow swirled around that I was ready for spring; flowers, grass, the smells of freshness, windows open. Aria remembered this and took it to heart. She surprised me with a wonderful gift of a garden to enjoy until the spring comes. A whole row of roses. I feel warmer already.
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