Friday, February 25, 2011

I know just how they feel...

Trapped. Uncomfortable. Cold. (Feet not touching the ground.)

It's still cold.  Or, it's cold again.  I know everyone else is feeling it too.  Where did spring go?  My daffodils and tulips would like to know.  I can hear them out there, ranting at me.  Because, you know, they blame me.  I was out there last week, during the warm spell, talking to them.  Beaming at them and their little green shoots, encouraging them and congratulating them.  And now- now they know me for the false friend that I am.  In fear of retaliation- I may never weed again.  Pity, isn't it?

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