That describes it!

The woods are starting to look and smell like spring.  On the Azalea Trail,


the wild azaleas are beginning to pop open, and violets


are peeking out from under the straw that covers the forest floor.  Saturday,

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Tommy and Donna and

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Joel and I decided to take advantage of those sights and smells and take a little hike.

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We ended up walking seven miles.  Then today, Joel, Donna and I went back


and walked four more.  It was a beautiful afternoon, and the temperature was perfect. There is a poem that some guy named Richard LeGalliene wrote.  It goes like this:

I meant to do my work today…
But a brown bird sang in the apple tree.
And a butterfly flitted across the field,
And all the leaves were calling me.
And the wind went sighing over the land,
Tossing the grasses to and fro,
And a rainbow held out its shining hand…
So what could I do but laugh and go?

That pretty much describes how I felt.