More ominous clouds this week --- and cold rain today, on the last day of April. May Day! May Day?
One of the staff leaves when the chips are down, the other is ready to hum. A visiting neighbour is impressed with the waterfall --- but asked "when does it run out??"
Birds of a feather flock together --- there are consecutive waves of blue, red, brown, yellow, and many combos of two-tone. One turkey lost his head on the lawn because Mrs. Turkey is digging a nest on the ground, too close to the window!
Speaking of tu-tones (as it was spelled in the heyday of colourful cars), how about a nice copper and black? It works for these tree buds or on this squirrel.
But the May flowers are for real, not may-be's. A daze of daffies, a pussy of willows, a veil of violets, a dandy-lion. Bee mine??
Like swallows returning to Capistrano, the local ferry Chi Cheemaun passed by on its shakedown cruise for the season. A day/night rehearsal for the summer. What's the pot of gold at the end of your spring rainbow?
One of the staff leaves when the chips are down, the other is ready to hum. A visiting neighbour is impressed with the waterfall --- but asked "when does it run out??"
Birds of a feather flock together --- there are consecutive waves of blue, red, brown, yellow, and many combos of two-tone. One turkey lost his head on the lawn because Mrs. Turkey is digging a nest on the ground, too close to the window!
Speaking of tu-tones (as it was spelled in the heyday of colourful cars), how about a nice copper and black? It works for these tree buds or on this squirrel.
But the May flowers are for real, not may-be's. A daze of daffies, a pussy of willows, a veil of violets, a dandy-lion. Bee mine??
Like swallows returning to Capistrano, the local ferry Chi Cheemaun passed by on its shakedown cruise for the season. A day/night rehearsal for the summer. What's the pot of gold at the end of your spring rainbow?
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