Well, it looks like it’s greening up to me. Will probably post this at FotoFeed in a larger size. Just can’t get over the richness in the gradations of color around here. I swear I see things that I never would have noticed against a backdrop of total green.
Almost a month into official spring
I see this is similar to today’s FotoFeed thumbnail. The image linked to that is from by the acequia, about 50 yards down the hill from what you see above. No, it’s not like grandma’s house in Pennsylvania. Or Georgia, or Delaware, or overlooking the bay, any bay at all. Sometimes that bothers me a little, I admit, stirs memories of warm mud and how good it felt to sit in the shade. Here I sit in the sun to get warm, remembering clouds of mosquitos and air like a hot wet washcloth on on my skin. As I alluded in an earlier post, when I just really let go (ignore the whining ego), something new and wonderful starts to happen. After that grandma’s place looks pretty tame, I’ll tell you that.
No nukes going off in Persia yet, was still able to buy gas this a.m. Count your blessings while you can, and pray for rain.
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Very pretty. Nothing but a few buds up here in Wisconsin. And the lawns are greening up.
But at least we’re not wearing the winter gear anymore. Blessings are infintely varied, eh?
Gassed up today too. and Persian nukes or no, it was over $3 a gallon again. Glad those oil guys won’t be starving this winter. They got a tough life.