This is the time of year when I work on the inside of the house. It feels as if I have a deadline - the minute it gets nice outside is when I won't feel like doing the inside stuff any more. It keeps me occupied while the metamorphosis occurs outdoors.
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We had four bluebirds checking out the bird houses a week ago today! Hope the weather stays nice for their sake.
Oh Barb...knowing those sweet little bluebirds are home just makes my heart feel warm. Yea...spring is knocking on our door.
Kari
(That is my favorite poem.)
This is the time of year when I work on the inside of the house. It feels as if I have a deadline - the minute it gets nice outside is when I won't feel like doing the inside stuff any more. It keeps me occupied while the metamorphosis occurs outdoors.
Cheryl...I love that poem too, very special. Can't you feel outside time just calling?
Kari
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