Just as the daffodils start to bloom, the vinca by the fountain begin to pop open little by little. The plants are even more lush than they were when we moved into the rectory and the cheerful purple blooms are balm to our winter-weary eyes. Before long, the fuchsia roses will be bursting forth and the Black-Eyed-Susan will be swaying in the warm breeze.
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