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March 8, 2002
The scent of the first lawn mowing, the flight of both returning birds and spiraling maple tree seeds, the sight of this year's early bloom, and the feel of the freedom from heavy clothing and wearing a jacket sets the liberating tone people feel whenever Spring arrives. It seems that even to those who can see the beauty of Winter around the blistering cold and complications from the common cold, Spring is the word to describe the manner in how the release from Winter felt like. It's a continual instinctual celebration of the post-hibernal transient metamorphosis and the cyclical thaw.