The valley was heavy with mist, the grass green in anticipation of spring. Ducks chatter on the ponds and river, and the sky is full of geese.
In the battle between winter and spring, spring appears to be winning. But I do not give up... I still hope for cold mornings and frost, and perhaps snow, before it's time to start gardening.
We did have great frost the other morning, which was lovely.
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