By: Lauren Spagnoletti

The smell is the same every year. It was the same at five, ten, twenty. The same before kids as it is after kids.

The smell of spring.

Somehow the warmth in the air, coupled with the scent of the blooming flowers, smells like hope and possibility. There’s so much to be done when it’s beautiful outside, and no longer dark and cold.

The yearning to be in nature doesn’t change as you grow older. You still crave running and playing and soaking it all in. But you crave it more now, because you also crave it for your children.

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