Surely spring can no be far off. The pile of gardening and seed catalogs has taken over most of the office coffee table, threatening to fall over in a glorious heap of expectations. I pore over them each morning while sipping my coffee and impatiently watching the Weather Channel, hoping for optimistic news. Although the cold, blustery days seem even more biting in February, the sun's rays are a bit warmer. They appear earlier each morning. The snow geese came flying through this week, swirling over the fields along Princess Anne Road. They tend to show up there, in the fields of tender winter wheat sprouts, early in the morning and the slanting, golden sunbeams light them from below until they all look dipped in gold.
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