I expect things will be well beyond just hints by the time I return to New York — the forsythia was beginning to bloom I noticed as I headed to the airport — but just last weekend, there were the first signs that really, maybe spring was finally here after the persistent winter.
Tag: seasons
Playing in the Mud
Spring may have slipped in while we were all looking at the snow that fell east of us (sorry, Connecticut). Our little spring is flowing great guns but we’re going to be digging it out a little to form a grotto. I visualise something like a Brigit well. I have new wellies and everything. We…
