Thoughts on the photo
Spring is liberating
Spring is exhilarating
Spring is growth
Spring is green coming out from the dead looking brown
Spring is riverside picnic with friends
Spring is seeing flowers on the same road you take every other day and wondering ‘how did they get here???’
Spring is face burning from the sudden overdose of sun
Spring is meeting green for the first time
Spring is something that hits you all of a sudden
How did we get to spring?
dyingtobeanartist 
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