After the interminable winter, spring was a series of small, ecstatic discoveries: buds on the vine, mushrooms in dried leaf beds, tiny violets…the dogs rolled in the green green grass and made a general show of getting as mud-caked and farm-dirty as possible. We, meanwhile, drank three bottles of wine on the cabin porch and celebrated the end Sarah’s first year of school.

 

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