Spring is sprung, the grass is riz. I wonder where the birdies iz...
totally unoriginal, my mother used to say it.
Our magnificent magnolia ( or mongolia tree as I once called it when I was losing my English in Japan) has blossomed. Thank you Beth and Mac for this special treat.
and we are wondering what travellers and friends-to-be are going to pop out of the woodwork this year.
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