Spring always came finally

With so many trees in the city, you could see the spring coming each day until a night of warm wind would bring it suddenly in one morning. Sometimes the heavy cold rains would beat it back so that it would seem that it would never come and that you were losing a season out of your life… In those days, though, the spring always came finally but it was frightening that it had nearly failed.

– Hemingway

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