Spring, can you hear me? It’s me, Rachel

Spring, I’m really ready for you. No really. I am. I’m ready for pedicures and sandals and dresses and suntans.  So whenever you want to hurry on up and come this way, it’ll be a-ok avec moi. Because that delightful little 70-degree Saturday this weekend was just a wee bit too marvelous for words. 

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