Take Me Back to Spring

It feels like just yesterday. The blossoms. The log. Spring feels very far away now. But Gruff remembers the log he toddled with great solemnity, the bug he met briefly and loved immediately, the petals that came to him because he sat very still and believed with his whole round self. Gruff looks back on spring fondly. He was very silly. He was very happy. These are not unrelated. 🌸🫐

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