Tiny rain. Front porch. As much as they say it's going to be in the thirties tomorrow, it's damn hard to believe it now. That was a spring rain if I've ever smelled one. Warm and warm. Sun. Trees just ready to bloom all over. Then rain. And thirties coming. Oh, spring.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
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