"There's just no accounting for happiness, or the way it turns up like a prodigal who comes back to the dust at your feet having squandered a fortune far away." (Jane Kenyon)
I thought April was supposed to bring showers--not, not, I repeat NOT snow. You'd never know it today--warm, pink, glorious today--but last week, it snowed some serious snow. All those poor pink blossoms didn't have a chance. O, the heavy burden of a late spring snow....
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I almost wish it would snow here today. Apparently it is supposed to be 97. Welcome snow for a day or two, we would love to have you!
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