Sherry Chandler » 2008 » April » 18
A red state with bluegrass that, over the last week or so, has turned lush emerald green and grown ankle high. Such is Kentucky. Spring, at last, is putting on its party duds. Yesterday as I walked, woolgathering, across the campus of the medical compound where I work, a man in a maintenance worker’s uniform called out “Get a whiff of that tree. It smells wonderful!” An ornamental in full bloom beside the walk, the tree was glorious and sweet. But just as sweet that spring of a joy so bursting it had to be shared with any passing stranger.
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