Last week, Mother Nature led us to believe spring was here.
70° temps, blue skies. Daffodils and forsythia blooming. Fruit trees budding. Spring!
But this week:
wet, dark, dreary, dismal, wet, cold, frost!
And did I mention wet?
My daffodils have been drenched. I fear that the fruit buds have been beaten to death by the rain and the macro intentions I had with them may be gone too.
Ma, enough's enough. Let it be spring. Please?