Sun. One fledged finch. Three left in the nest. Sixties. Frost warning, but nobody believes that. Or: those that do know that it's better to take your chances with the blooming transplanted azalea rather than drape a Barbie blanket across all them blooms. Hard week, hard semester, but one has to look at spring and not complain. More another time, friends and fans of weather, OK? I think the good weather's coming. I do.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
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