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I love the light this time of year. It makes everything so much better.


I have one of my cows and a vase on my desk. Each morning I watch the sun move up in the sky and do a beautiful dance across my keyboard.


Walking around town, the sun squeezes through the trees that are now full to land on the city floor.


Each morning in the spring, I go back into my room to turn off the light I’ve evidently left on.