Wind A'blowing
Today was warm and sunny, but the wind is blowing hard. Soon the warm and wonderful spring weather will turn bitter—temps in the 20s are predicted for Easter weekend, and these tulips will be but a memory.
I carried back in all the plants I had put on the patio the other day. I'm ready for what nature brings, but—doggone it!—I'll miss the warmth.
What a cruel trick of April! T. S. Eliot said it right:
Today was unusually peaceful; no rednecks walking the road, no warrants filed yet. A quiet day in rural America.
What will tomorrow bring?
I carried back in all the plants I had put on the patio the other day. I'm ready for what nature brings, but—doggone it!—I'll miss the warmth.
What a cruel trick of April! T. S. Eliot said it right:
April is the cruellest month, breedingMy lilacs are only in bud, not bloom—and it hasn't rained yet this month.
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Today was unusually peaceful; no rednecks walking the road, no warrants filed yet. A quiet day in rural America.
What will tomorrow bring?
1 Comments:
Such an insult, this weather! But the sky is blue and it can't last TOO much longer!
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