In their first flights of spring hummingbirds sweep through the hidden vales, returned from their long journeys south to the place where the sun sleeps away winter's cold grip. They sip sweet nectar from the season's first flowers that splash this still frosted land with bright colors of spring.
Fairies flutter into the foggy morning, to find their long awaited companions amongst the tiny buds of the dogwoods, where the little birds have rested away the night, to flitter and dance on the morning breezes as the sun's heat melts winter's icy fingers. With wings awhirl and mischief on their little faces the fairies take immense joy in playing hide and seek in the ivory flowers, all else forgotten, but this most wonderous day of spring and her long awaited arrivals.
Fairies flutter into the foggy morning, to find their long awaited companions amongst the tiny buds of the dogwoods, where the little birds have rested away the night, to flitter and dance on the morning breezes as the sun's heat melts winter's icy fingers. With wings awhirl and mischief on their little faces the fairies take immense joy in playing hide and seek in the ivory flowers, all else forgotten, but this most wonderous day of spring and her long awaited arrivals.
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