Every winter, usually in January or February, we get a little taste of spring for a week or two. Then winter comes back for a couple more months. Sometimes we swap back and forth every couple of weeks until it's summer.
Ah, the joys of the seasons of Sacramento.
I thought I'd share some of our false spring with those of you who are, *ahem*, less fortunate.
Enjoy!
Our overachieving tree is already budding. What's that in the background? This!
2 comments:
fuckyoufuckyoufuckyoufuckyoufuckyouverymuch.
I second Dawn's sentiments!
"I'm dolphyn. I'm so cool. I can't see my breath outside. My eyeballs didn't freeze at the bus stop."
Meanie show off!
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