Spring started on the East Coast shortly before six last night, so this is our first full day and no matter the weather I intend to enjoy it, possibly despite myself.
Many years ago when we were renting an apartment in the house we bought last fall, my wife planted an amazing variety (and quantity) of different kinds of flowers, annuals, perennials, bicentennials, etc. And then landscapers the house's owners hired showed up and covered everything she'd planted with I-don't-honstly-know-what but as a result, all of her flowers disappeared.
Well, almost all. On the left side of the house, as you face the street, where there's sun most of the day from early until late, two crocuses still make an appearance.
Or, at least this early in the Spring, as I like to think of it, a statement.
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
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