It may still look like this in the woods:
But the river is breaking up,
The boys have hauled out their bikes,
And C is boiling sap.
So it must nearly be spring.
Inside, when I should have been working on a mountain of writing work (I used the excuse that M needed my computer to do research for his homework), I played with some bright, springy fabrics, while E and Z (after an unfortunate incident with fingertips on the evaporator stove pipe) listened to some Harry Potter books on tape friends gave us. (Z is the one hiding inside a sleeping bag, because he thinks the camera will steal his soul).
What signs of spring have you seen?
Daffodils. Crocus. Garlic shoots. But no eagerness, yet, on my part to start digging in the dirt.
ReplyDeleteP.S. I like your new header picture.