Now the lilac bush has pointed green tips on it, the plum is wreathed in green mist, and the lethargic cherry tree at least has buds. There are daffodils growing in my front yard which may, with a bit more warmth, flower. (There's a totally unexpected clump of hyacinths in the back yard that *I* didn't plant, so they must be a freebie from the s-i-l.) It's May, or nearly, and now I don't mind if everything buds and blooms and runs riot in its May-like fashion. Thanks for waiting, guys.
Seasonal updates
Now the lilac bush has pointed green tips on it, the plum is wreathed in green mist, and the lethargic cherry tree at least has buds. There are daffodils growing in my front yard which may, with a bit more warmth, flower. (There's a totally unexpected clump of hyacinths in the back yard that *I* didn't plant, so they must be a freebie from the s-i-l.) It's May, or nearly, and now I don't mind if everything buds and blooms and runs riot in its May-like fashion. Thanks for waiting, guys.
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Well, that was the year that was
Years begin to lose their flavour. 2017 made no impression on me at all, not even weather-wise. They say it rained all spring and most of the summer,…
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Recent wanton extravagences
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Makes her feel the way she used to feel
Erranded in a satisfactory fashion today: the library, the bank, a post box, Doug Miller; subwayed back a stop and bussed up to Loblaws and got…
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