Just when I was almost sure that spring had made its very last false start--or at least I hoped it had-- It went away again!
Easter was gorgeous and just made for egg hunting . Trees were blooming. Shrubs were blooming. Flowers were blooming. The world was blooming. In fact, it was getting so warm so fast, we were beginning to worry about floods and mudslides from too rapid snow melt in the mountains.
Silly us! Borrowing trouble like that. We should have been considering the lilies of the field ....... while we could still see them. A short week later, and look who came back.... Mr Winter!
It snewed and blewed and then it did it some more. The wind chimes rang loudly all day and all through the night.
But after a few days of showing us who was still in charge, winter finally retreated again, and spring came back. The apricot tree probably got nipped. It is always so improvident as to bloom weeks ahead of everything else, so often we do not have apricots. Each year, though, its optimism refuses to be dampened. The pear tree is now covered with hopeful blossoms, and the wise old apple trees haven't even thought about it yet.
Can we really believe it this time. Has spring really come so far along that there is now no turning back?
Who can tell? We'll just enjoy it while it's here
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