Beautiful weather after lots of rain. Reading books by great nature writers.
The consequence?
Crazy spring fever. Some of it's faded now, but I was ready to take to the hills for a while. It's still tempting. I've done a ton of work in the garden, which fulfilled a little of that desire to get out.
Just going for a walk isn't really enough. It's pretty, but you don't get immersed in anything. You just pass through it.
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