<div class="legacy-text">Somewhere in the Mojave desert, a sleepy hacienda awakens to the first<br />day of spring. It's an occasion that calls for ritual & celebration.<br />Love is in bloom, and that's not all. Water is heated with wood and<br />infused with the essence of almond blossoms. Herbs are steeped, the<br />chores are done and the rest of the morning belongs to me. The cactus<br />wren chirps in agreement, her eggs nestled safely among protective<br />needles. Step lightly, life is stirring everywhere you look.</div>