in Just -- spring
My world is not quite mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful yet, but buds are starting to appear on trees, daffodils are poking out of the ground, and robins are flitting about. It's one of my favorite times of the year. You can practically smell Spring.
It must be love.
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Safe journey, Megan. Don't worry about us midwesterners; we're not as scary as you think. At least not outwardly so.
Have a blast! Stay warm! Enjoy yourself... Neesh
welcome to our world. Have a great trip.
Doesn't Virginia need architects and fish carvers? Tell Some Guy to move his ass (and his Assman) to you.
What's in Michigan?
that's my most favoritist poem... it's so wonderful.
...course, spring has BEEN HERE for a few weeks in the Sunshine State... And I'm sure there's 15" of snow are on the ground in Michigan...
Can you put bacon through a wood chipper? Have capital F fun!
hope you get lucky.
Well, I'm not sure about Michigan but Chicago has been pretty nice this week, upper fifties, a little rainy. Of course, this weekend we're back down to the 30's!! But its part of the charm of living here I guess! (PS: Chicago and Michigan weather is usually the same)
Ok, Megan. Where's the dish?
Yay for love that sends you willingly into the bacon! ;)
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