>We went into the park. We found a golf ball and a large tree limb. We took turns pitching the golf ball and hitting it with the tree limb. Eventually one of us hit the ball too far so we gave up. In the middle of the field I found a stick. On the stick were two ladybugs. One was on top of the other; they were mating. We watched them for a while and then I placed the stick back on the ground. Buds are opening on trees; the birds are chasing each other. Spring has touched some, but it has yet to touch me. I’m still waiting for the warmth.

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