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Saturday, March 22, 2008
Hornby Island, and it's spring
What a great place to have spent the Vernal Equinox. Everything is alive with green. Grape hyacinth, bluebells, and even wild daffodils are scattered throughout the forest in the most surprising spots.
Looking out onto the field, I'm lucky enough to get a click at the perfect baby lamb, newly arrived to greet the season.