The Resident Anchorite , the single crocus and I saw it on April 20. I seem to be reluctant to put into words why I am looking for some form of benediction. But not to acknowledge that the Bombing at the Boston Marathon, on April 15, took place, is childish and cowardly. I am walking around on Earth Day looking at the early blooms to catch something. I can only come up with persistence. Goodly persistence is kind of powerful, I think.
Glory of Snow, with its early start, captures my heart.
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