Thursday, March 19, 2009
Wake up if you can take a little more frost, tomorrow is the first day of spring!
There is a glimmer of yellow and white and just a breath of blue in the garden.
The ground squishes under my feet I could not mow if I wanted, but my nose longs for cut grass.
I will build a fire tonight and look out in the morn to see if I go out or read a book that is the beauty of spring.