Every gardener knows that under the cloak of winter lies a miracle, a seed waiting to sprout, a bulb opening to the light, a bud straining to unfurl, the anticipation nurtures our dream.

Liked this verse as it is a bit like what working with All The Rage is like right now. All kinds of great articles and stories and art all waiting to burst forth. . . . . soon. . . . sometimes soon is not soon enough

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