At first glance, everything still seems dead. No life anywhere, just brown trunks with brown branches and brown leaves covering the dark mud from the melted snow. If one looks closely, though, small green shoots can be seen pressing their way upward, struggling their way through the blanket of last years remains. Spring will come.
2 comments:
unless the hurricane we talked about comes and wipes it all out
Thanks Elle. It's a good reminder.
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