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There has rarely been a better time for spring’s arrival. It’s the season of hope and joy, of new beginnings, of starting over. It has been a dreary, sad, lonely year, but the disease that caused so much misery is thawing now and people are beginning to cautiously, slowly, re-awaken. Birds are singing a chirpier tune, flowers are exploding in colors long absent.
The 19th-century writer Harriet Ann Jacobs noted that “when nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also.” And Lady Bird Johnson, who made the beautification of the urban blight of roads and freeways her project as First Lady, said “where flowers bloom, so does hope.”