An open letter to spring... and lawn-gnomes

Today I sincerely wished that spring would come. I never used to wish for spring.
Winter used to be my second favourite season, after fall. Spring was my least favourite season, mostly because it was wet and a little sparse on holidays.

Today, however, all I wanted to do was get out and plant a garden. It'll be another couple of months until I can plant some flowers. Any of you locals who want to help with my garden come spring, please do.
I'll even teach you how to make the flowers grow.

Dear Spring,
Come soon. But not before I have a chance to repaint my bike. -love, meag.