I'm being tortured by the allure of spring. There is still a lot of snow but the sun is strong so it is melting fast and we can play in puddles now.
A week ago I felt on top of it all. The house was presentable and the laundry folded and put away. Not so now. I can't decide what to do next. I still don't know how we will celebrate Easter.
I compensate by buying pineapples. And then eating them. mmm... like summer.
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A solace of mine this late winter/early spring has been the greenhouse at Russian Jack...even though I'll be glad to see the snow go away for good...
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