Thursday, March 21, 2013

Ahem. Excuse me? Spring? My turn?

Looks like Spring has gone elsewhere to visit her blessings upon the less fortunate. Here, in Wickersham, she popped in for an early visit. (February was nice. We had some sun at the beginning of March.) Now she's gone skipping away again, touching the branches with her blossom fingertips and kissing the earth with her daffodil lips in places more desperately in need of beautification. We've been left with heavy cloud cover, temperatures in the high 30s, and a steady downpour of rattling hail. 

I cannot complain. Spring is a fickle mistress, and she often bestows more than our share of her graces upon us. 


The grasses are coming! The grasses are coming! 

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