
I have 9 dozen Cinnamon Rolls ready to go for Break Away. I know that is not a lot compared to what Marcia baked at work today, but that is all I got done today.
The birds have come! They sing, they sing!
On greening boughs that sway and swing,
And over meadows winging,
Where late the winter's snow has lain,
Clear washed by April's warming rain;
And verdure fresh is springing!
Catherine J. Miller (Aunt Kate)
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