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The door of the shop is open to let in the soft March breeze. It is so difficult to imagine that we aren't already in the bosom of spring. The flower shop emits a sweet scent that makes the mind wander off to a far away place. I open my eyes and realize that there is no other place that I would rather be.
A young sparrow hops in to say hello and see which flowers we have in stock.
The memory of this kind of day is one that I keep in my back pocket to pull out on a rainy and gloomy day.