Remember about a week ago when our temps were in the 50's and I had a touch of spring fever?
And I posted that Wallace Stevens quote: "Poor, dear, silly spring, preparing her annual surpise"? ........SURPRISE!
Early this morning, before it got light out, I heard a crash. It sounded like it was on our deck.
The wind was blowing so hard. When daylight came, I looked out. It wasn't something on our deck, rather on the neighbor's. She had a beautiful, big planter setting on her table, holding down the table cover.
The way it is snowing and blowing, you would think it was still winter. Oh, wait, it is!
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