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e. e. cummings
Spring is upon us! Dare to do one new activity a week for the whole year starting today and see how your life will be transformed!
One lovely spring day in my childhood, I dared to give my mother the most extravagant bouquet she had ever beheld. I had a delightful time gathering daffodils and tulips from all the neighbors’ gardens in our area and beyond. So immense was the offering that I struggled to carry the jumble of flowers home without damaging any of the delicate petals. I was quivering with excitement when I extended it to her.
Regrettably, my mother’s reaction was not what I had imagined when she learned from whence the flowers had come. (My life was indeed transformed for many weeks thereafter!)
The site of the first spring daffodils has always had an effect on me that can only be called drug-like. An instantaneous aphrodisiac that transforms me into a lover of life, giddy with joy, overflowing with optimism, silly with smiles human being. I am a child again.
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Thanks, Nancy! Daffodils, tulips, croci, pussy willows, and forsythia all make me smile, too!
Warmly, Joan
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