I have a fever! Spring fever. My husband mowed our lawn this week and that was all it took. The low growl of the mower, the dusty, gassy vapors as the machine leveled the grass and weeds to one, uniform length. The fragrance of the dirt, the fresh cut grass and the knowledge that the deep green of St. Augustine is just around the corner. Yesterday morning, I walked onto my porch with coffee in hand, giving thought to the entire Saturday that still lay before me. Then my eyes rolled to the most beautiful sight I have seen all winter! THIS! Bradford Pear in full bloom. My heart sings. I take in deep breaths, allowing the fragrance of spring to infiltrate my entire being. I walked around my yard and saw the sign that I needed! The Peony plants have started to peek out of the dirty, unattended soil. I knew immediately what I must do. Go to the nursery! Not the baby nursery...the plant and landscape nursery! I had already made tentative plans with my friend, Kim. I called her within an...
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