The arrival of March always signals the transition to Spring for me. Invariably, the weather doesn’t cooperate with these fantasies but I pay it no mind and busily engage in my happy Spring traditions. Among these is the swap from my Winter duvet to something more welcoming of the coming blooms.
I’m not a complete idiot and I know that the cold will linger (it was 9 degrees last night!) so the heavy down comforter is still tucked inside. But it somehow feels more like Spring when I sleep under the ferns.
That’s happy!
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