The instant I opened the front door early this morning, I knew something was different. I walked down our front steps and across to the clubhouse to open the gym, and the air was - warm! There was a sweetness to it, a liveliness that I hadn't felt yet this year. And one lone bird - one crazy, sleepless-in-Seattle, early-riser bird was testing out his pipes. He definitely had morning voice... I think he was singing at the gorgeous full moon that was setting so splendidly. The first morning-bird of the year! Spring is on its way, abounding with new life, new chances. There is a reason Christ rose in the spring.
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