North facing on the watershed, we're the last to know about spring, first to say goodbye to autumn.
Only now, a single cherry flower passes it along, she's heard something...
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Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
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Back to ambivalent England, after two weeks in full-on Texas spring.
I played tennis in the early morning, and the outdoor court was swathed in a cold, damp fog. Gradually, the sun peeked out to warm us -- and the romping dogs on the lawn.
Hello Bee! Lovely to have you back, though of course from where I am you didn't really go away!
Thank you --
and even though I had a lovely trip, it is good to be back. I missed my lovely study -- with its hummingbird wallpaper and its view of a willow tree.
Even though we communicate by Internet, at least we do share the same weather now!
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