Oh well, let it be then. Will spring be spring with no winter preceding? Let's find out.
There are pussy willows on my table, Thank You, Abbey. That's better than snow, anyway, since it's March now.
The frost went out last week for good. Yay! We can clean up the lawns, again, Thanks to our trees, Kjelgaard, and where does all that litter come from!
Welcome to bird song. And to dirty windows. And wilted, dreary pine wreaths turned spring. The spring garland I bought from our store has never been a seller. In fact, it's been viewed as a mistake from the first. But maybe we can present it better than we have. So let it be spring in every store keeper, home keeper heart, today.
Elv says he's coming home in time this evening to clean up around the shop. So, it really is spring!
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