. . . whispers of life
stirring,
breaking out,
and bits of spring,
sneaking,
tentative forays,
but I’m still hoping for one last snow . . .
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A p r o n h e a d -- Lilly Green 
I especially love the pigeons.. and the blossoms…and the finch…and the clouds… I guess I love them all 🙂
🙂 The pigeons are new to the neighborhood, and I love the wonderful color.
love the pigeons, love the poem–but secretly can do without the snow!
After I wrote this, I heard they are expecting rain this weekend and possible snow. 🙂
Everything looking good. I hope you are doing well too.
Working on it.
Oh, my dear, such lovely pictures you take…
Much thanks!