Monday, April 11, 2011

Slush Mountain gone

That's right. The mountain of ice turned to slush and melted. There were patches of it this morning, now gone, revealing greenish grass, mud, rocks, and gardens.

It's 65F (18C), robins are singing, people are riding bikes and walking dogs, crocuses and daffodils are blooming, and I'm sitting on my deck. What could be better than a spring evening?

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