Saturday, May 10, 2014
Not a Happy Camper
I am enjoying a beautiful Saturday morning.
It rained last night.
The sun is shining.
The plants are reveling in the moisture and warmth from the sun.
They are in blossom.
I've been imagining a bountiful harvest of apples and cherries.
(Last year we had a late freeze that killed most of the flower buds.)
The birds are singing.
All Hell breaks loose.
I hope the meteorologists are wrong!
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