Told Ya

I knew it was going to happen.

Why?

Because it happens every year.

Winter. Winter. Winter.

Blah. Blah. Blah.

Then WHAM spring!

Everything is popping: our adorable yellow winter aconites, daffodils, tulips and forsythia.

The grass is quickly coming out of dormancy.

Husband predicts we could be mowing by the end of the month 😳

This week, I painted over the bare spot that the drywall guy (a.k.a husband) finished and primed.

And right on schedule, soccer season is upon us! 

Hope is the thing with feathers 
That perches in the soul  
And sings the tune without the words 
And never stops at all. ~Emily Dickinson

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  2. Ah, those first beauties of spring in their bright yellows. Speaking of yellow, when I was doing my student teaching for high school Literature, my mentor told me virtually every one of Emily Dickinson’s poems could be sung to the tune of “The Yellow Rose of Texas.” That came back as soon as I saw the closing verse of your post and started singing … 😏🎶 It brought back memories of bringing my guitar to school one day in the middle of our poetry unit. 😆

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