I always thought the January hole was an exaggeration. But this year I can hardly wait for the spring. Forever, it is dark and I am sooo longing for light and heat, sun, fresh air and love of life.
Even with my pearl has already broken the spring and one frog after another jumping from the mandrel.
The first, far right, is a bit wrinkled from winter sleep, but his colleagues are already quite fit and can croak - to Sleep is hardly the question. :-)
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