Spring has unwound

Spring sprung…into my nostrils.

I don’t mind sneezing.

After the merciless winter, it’s nice to see blooms.

Yesterday, I spent a lot of time in my garden,

cultivating a crop of expensive, stunning flowers…

Everything seemed to be going my way,

until I skipped to the mailbox and found this atrocity:

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

My spring ain’t rusty! My spring still coils!

Wait…this card will get me a free donut?

*squeeee!*

It’s official.

50 is the new 10!