Tiptoe, Bishes...
There are feelings everywhere...
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Okay... One More Time...? Please?
An incredible Magnolia 12 hours before bullshit strikes...
It looked like someone took a blow torch to it the very next day... Because...
Wwwhhhaaa???
Gomez and Wednesday were all, "This is total bullshit, dude. NO ONE wants to put their hoo-haa in the snow to go wee. Well,... ALMOST no one. Dad likes it on Friday nights sometimes..."
So... Yeah... Let's try Spring again...
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Daffodils
Now, that's what I'm talkin' about...
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Dramatic Spring
And that means I'm a gonna be all dramatical with my right hand and holding a harp or ancient cash register with my left hand and be all tiltin' my head with my fancy headband to the side and wearin' my fancy wrap. 'Cause Winter be harsh, bishes. So, Spring is pretty dramatic.
Even the fawn, rabbit and frog are all, "Bish, you dramatic."
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~ "Spring" by J.C. Leyendecker
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Crocuses, bishes!!
Spring is springing...
And somehow, the sincerity of actual, living color always manages to surprise me.
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Snow Bells
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Winter Aconite
Spring... is springing.
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Flowering Pear
Some Springtime Heaven...
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Somehow, I forget every time...
“Is the spring coming?" he said. "What is it like?"...
"It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine...”
~ Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden
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Spring
J.C. Leyendecker - "Spring"
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When The Crocuses Bloom
So, we were hit with a foot of snow the other day... Much better than a tsunami.
Even though we're OVER it, it really was beautiful. (This is the side of our house.)
And proper perspective keeps things beautiful as well, no?
By this time of year, Winter's just posing anyway. (The back garden and garage.)
It's desperate - grasping at straw, or at least at twigs, berries and branches... (One of eight holly bushes lining the backyard.)
And even though I'm ready for the weather to break...
The silence and peacefulness of Winter is always welcome to my ears... (The garage and pond.)
But, in the end... (Buddha's head peaking out of the snow in the marble niche, keeping watch over the koi.)
Spring always wins.
Always.
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