Yesterday it smelled like spring for sure. Catch the scent of new grass, and violets in the air!
I can hear those fresh lambs bleating in the yard.
It’s the season of blossoms and babies.
But this morning, my gracious,
an April snowfall has come!
One expects rain in April, and a certain amount of hail, and an occasional all-destroying frost. After all, the plums are in bloom, which is reason enough for a freeze-to-kill night in these foothills.
But this gentle snowfall morning, who might have expected it?
Perhaps the nodding daffodils knew.
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You are welcome. Thanks for enjoying it!
S.