The snow is falling.
It is falling all over the four square feet of land in front of the condo we rent.
I finally have a bit of space where I can have a garden, and damned if I’m not going to plant the crap out of that thing. Errrr...I’m not going to plant crap, but flowers. Maybe I’ll use crap as a fertilizer. That’s the green thing to do, right?
“Mom?” I asked the other day. “When can I start planting flowers?” Hey, I spent the last three years. What do I know?
“Oh, not until the end of May. You just can’t be sure there won’t be a freeze before then.”
The thing is, I’m ok with this. Because it’s not as though Winter will give Spring and Summer a miss and go straight on into Autumn. The signs of Spring are all around me.
Disclaimer: This is not representative of
scientifically cromulent weather systems.
Grass and daffodils burst through the ground.
Granted, only to be bitch-slapped by Old Man Winter
The animals are mating. In my front yard.
Hey kids! Come look! Biology!
And Mother Nature has given us a couple teasers of warm sunny days.
NOT YOURS! Yet.
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