Atlanta is a city that was built along a river in the middle of a forest. Almost all year long it is beautiful, but especially true in spring. The only time it loses it's beauty is in winter. All winter long we look out a bare trees. By the middle of February I am searching the trees for any sign of life. I really, really want spring to get here.
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| This is why I hate February! |
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