The first photo was taken on Sunday March 14th, a bleak misty day at the shore. The second photo was taken yesterday March 21st. Mother Nature is freaking amazing. You see this is why living in a place where there are 4 separate seasons is so great. Just when you think the doldrums of winter have robbed your soul of life, your spirit of a sense of well-being, Mother Nature rewards you a clouldless blue sky, crocuses and snow drops peeking their heads out from under dead brown leaves, the grass looking a shade greener, the sound of birds chirping the morning call to rise and signs everywhere of perrenials reappearing.
The rose bush has new growth buds all over it. The forsythia, which on Friday had green buds appearing on its lanky branches, today had slivers of yellow peeping out on those same buds. But best of all, I think the rate of growth of the daffodils is truly unbelievable. Check out these photos.
Daffodils March 14th
Daffodils March 21st
Bill Ding and his band of clowns are the security patrol for this blog site. He is a favorite toy from the 50*s. By the way sometimes a blog is just an ego-maniacal stream of conscience.
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hi lori,
forgot to mention that it is not possible for me to read the yellow ink