spring is coming. there's no denying it. it's a sunny, warm (59 degrees)late february day and our daphne bush is heavy with blooms - their heady scent transports me immediately. i'm 17 and in love - and he's just given me a slightly homely (sorry daphne but your beauty is inner) bouquet of the most intoxicating blooms i'd ever encountered. he's long gone but my love for daphne is eternal.
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