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We've survived the Ides of March and have made it to the solstice. Spring miracles are in the air. I haven't killed my rasberry bush yet and I found a farm staffed by volunteers in the middle of Chattanooga. I have big plans for future sunburns while uncovering strawberries with these folks.
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