have I told you of the Great Mystery?
There is a spot a few steps outside my back door, near the rose patio, that is The Sweetest Spot In The Land.
Whenever I walk past this spot while doing my outside chores, I inevitably stop and backtrack back to it, and stop to stand and breathe that air into every part of me.
It's the sweetest of sweet... it's Promises and rebirth and renewal and blossoms and Flora.
Something magical is going on in that spot.
Something like Springtime.