April is not the cruelest month in Sacramento; it's the kindest. The roses are primed to bloom; even grass heads stand up and wave to all of us passersby. We can count the baby peaches being born. Everything that hadn't yet, blooms. Oh, wonderful April! Her breezes are benign.
I was glad to read your posts and see the pictures. Keep blogging! Happy days!
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I love it. And I am jealous. It has already snowed here in April, so sad. We are anxiously awaiting spring.
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