I think that every year I post about the Greening of America but here's the thing. It happens every year.
And every year it is magical.
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This year is no exception.
The grass is deeply green, the flowers are going nuts, and the grape leaves . . .
. . . are starting their annual entrance into this world of ours.
I love them because you can't quite tell if they're flora or fauna . . .
I love them for a million reasons because they're so weird and awesome.
One might call them weirdly awesome.
Steven's house loves this time of year . . .
. . . the juniper loves this time of year . . .
. . . everybody loves this time of year.
It's the Season of the Greening.
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