So life in West Jordan is good. I just want to make that disclaimer before I start longing. But I miss Spring in Provo. I love it there. I miss the snowball bush in our front yard. I miss looking out the window and seeing a street full of blossoming trees with the mountain as a backdrop. I miss the hundreds of tulips in our flower garden. I miss walking to church along 200 E. and letting the girls pick morning glory along the way. And belive it or not I desperatly miss the "snow." The cotton trees may be a pain sometimes but I can't tell you how much I loved walking in the morning through the blowing cotton. There is just something magical about it.
I Don't Do St. Patricks Day
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