After a week of the coldest and wettest weather yet, spring arrived overnight. The trees are leafing out, birds are singing, wild flowers are blooming, and the roosters are crowing around the clock.
The women have cast off the blankets they wear as coats, except for those being used to tie a toddler on their backs.
Packs of children, laughing and screaming, run through the streets to release their pent-up energy.
I know now that I can hang on through another winter.
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