The S-word. Spring.
There have been a few times when it felt close. Times when the sun felt warm, and glimpses of daffodil-strewn banks. Pussy willows, skunk cabbage...and mud.
I had hope that the grass, even the weeds would absorb most of the mud created when hurricane Cooper showed up on the heels of our major storm last December.
No such chance.
I'm ready for an eternity of Spring, of Summer...
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Yeah, we're really ready for spring as well. We've had an extraordinarily cold and snowy winter here on the Illinois-Wisconsin border, about 30 miles from Lake Michigan.
It got so cold, we even snow-birded down to the Gulf Coast for a couple weeks.
Come on Spring!!!
Aw, lucky you!
Hope Spring arrives on Thursday as scheduled for you (and me!).
L.
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