This is the time of year I get impatient for Spring. We've had months of snow and ice. The brown grass is peeking through and a few days a week we even get over 32 degrees. Though all the snow hasn't melted.
The stores are selling tulips and mini roses, tempting me with the blooms. I want to see new buds on the trees and the farmers in the fields plowing.
Spring has to be around the corner. Right?
I'm hoping.
I guess it's a good thing I'm a writer because in my stories I can make the weather whatever I want it to be.
"A crystal clear pond with trim grass along the edges. Sun shining, fish hungry, and a pole in my hand."
Today's paradise.
Have a great week.
Tina
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