Spring arrived in the Hudson Valley not as a gentle whisper, but as a triumphant resurgence of vibrant life. The snow that had smothered the jagged granite cliffs of Blackwood Manor for months retreated before the warm mountain sun, melting into crystal-clear torrents that rushed through the gorge, feeding the carpet of wild purple violets, white mountain anemones, and fresh emerald moss that burst through the rocky soil. The resurrection…
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