A walk down 21st Street yesterday morning revealed:
shy little bits of fruit blossom
daffodils -- the pale kind I like best
and Lenten Roses.
In the immortal words of PB Shelley:
If winter comes
can spring be far behind?
Yipee!
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In the immortal words of PB Shelley:
If winter comes
can spring be far behind?
Yipee!
To view this blog in a fun, different way go here
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