The Gift of the Gale Wind

The weather forecast for today was “Breezy.”
I woke up to a relentless, fierce, hard-driving wind that’s practically mowing down the new willow shoots in the pond.

I’m only surprised because I was expecting something else. It’s April 1 and I wanted a picture-postcard perfect Spring day: daffodils and crocus, greens, blues, purples, and yellows.
As my friend […]

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