A Deep Breath of Spring
It was 70 today. We opened up windows. John raked out the flower garden and spread more MoleMax in the on going battle against the voles. I vacuumed the house and straightened up my office. After a trip to the library I sat on the back steps reading my 8th graders' writer's notebooks while John cut down the dead, rotting tree behind the shed. Goldfinches staked their claims at the feeder with the juncos and chickadees.
I think I need to open the windows and get some air in the house. (Thanks for the idea!)
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