"These happy golden years are passing by, these happy golden years." Laura Ingalls Wilder
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Where Is Spring?
The calendar says it's nearly spring ... but it eludes our area ... at least my particular street. I have seen the birds of the field, and a few trees just beginning to form leaf buds ... but my beloved snow is holding tight and not wanting to give up the good fight. That 'old man winter' is a pesky fellow to say the least ... rather grumpy, a bad penny ... I'm going to take the welcome mat out from under his feet and sick my dog on him. Yes, the Snow Queen has spoken ... be gone!