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did Mother Nature take the hint?

21 Mar

Spring 01

Perhaps Mother Nature looked at the calendar, and took the hint.

It was piled up to the top of the grotto in the back of my house. I was thinking that it would never melt. Now I feel a bit of sadness, as the last of it disappears, drip by drip.

One day into Spring the long Winter seems like a pleasant memory. I love snow and cold, so these last months would have been just fine for me, if it had not been for the high gas and electric bills for our six buildings and for the low Sunday attendance with the low Sunday collections.

My mom used to sing, “Spring is sprung, the grass is riz, I wonder where the birdies is.”

Well, mom, the “birdies is” in that tree right next to the grotto.

spring 02