The Chicago Flower and Garden show started today and runs for two weeks. I'd like to go to it on Sunday. I'm craving the smell of dirt, flowers and plants. This has got to be the longest winter ever! I think everyone is ready to take off their parkas and mukluks. Mukluk - what a funny word, but one I'm totally comfortably using. I think that is what my paternal grandmother, Mimi, used to call snow boots.
I haven't seen a Robin yet -- that has long been my first indicator that spring is on the way. I found my organizer from last year and I noted that I saw my first Robin on March 1st. So, where are ya???
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