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The Wonder of Spring Downunder.

Can you smell it? Oh Northern hemisphere, Let down your hair my fair lady,Spring is in the air down here. Your Winter is our Summer Your Autumn is our Spring. Seasons are celebrated more so in the Eastern nations it seems. Time for the birds, bees and flower garlands. Time for Spring-cleaning and color streaming. Time for mates,dates and great races with laces. A deep forest tree romance. Time for the Lover's chase through fields of long grass. Time to let old sorrows pass and friends to do a dance. Spring brings amazing things. Best of all it brings a scent in the air full of promise of new things. Spring... it's a time to let go for new beginnings.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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