These April days are just what the doctor ordered—sunshine, bright tulips, the scent of wisteria dropping onto the terrace, and the anticipation of the next many months of long days stretching daytime into the mid-summer nights. More time to plant and weed the garden; more time to study the small birds flitting into the crevices of this old stone house;…
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