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Spring is quietly ripening, and the flowers by our front entrance reflect the passing of time. The azaleas that once dazzled with their brilliant display are now slowly fading, and other blossoms are stepping in to take their place. The lilacs still reveal their graceful beauty, while the rhododendron greets me with vibrant color, just on the verge of full bloom. The iris lifts its shy bud, welcoming me with the gentle smile of a young girl. I can only marvel at the handiwork of God, who created all things yet fashioned no two alike.