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Emily, that's beautiful! Happy spring to you. You need to enter this in an essay contest. Truly beautiful writing.

Trying to catch the exact time that ice goes and water appears reminds me of my Dad's obsession one year to catch the lettuce leaves curling around a head of lettuce as it grew.

Yes, it was funny.

I actually sat at a gas station once long enough to watch the hair grow on my friend sitting across the table from me. Wonderful to read !
I have just recently arrived at this site, and now I find your extraordinary text.
I love the English language and keep telling how difficult it is, but all over the world they say:

"It's easy !"

It is easy to express oneselves understandably with all the mistakes having in mind what is standard.
But as a non-native speaker and reader I am overwhelmed by the richness of English and your text is a wonderful poetry, but I am aware of that it's not because of English itself.
It would have been different but any language mastered would have been at your service.

Though your text is above all these conceptions or misconceptions thanks to
your handling of the language like a great violinist is interpreting a piece of music, where the notes not are an obstacle but simply in total service of the artistic expression.

My dream is always to be able to play with the words and use the whole pattern of colours like a painter and your text is very inspiring as I totally feel this excitement of a miracle that comes every year.

Trying to catch the dramatic moment, when the Spring finally has conquered its predecessor the Winter ....

You make me feel the intensity and excitement of the Spring in Alaska, where Spring is like in the North of Scandinavia, where one can register second for second, if one is open for it.

I take it for granted that you write a lot. You have to with such a gift !

Thoughts from a restless soul, who loves your masterpiece !
Ariel

It's Bloggie Award material!