Signs of spring: Croak-us!

pesach 015 Oy, I so much do not feel like cooking AGAIN.  But it seems like nobody else is going to step up and get it done… so soon, soon, I will get off my bottom and get it done.

Meanwhile, here is the ONE surviving front-lawn crocus that the marauding squirrels, for whatever reason, chose to leave behind in their rampaging crocus-fest last spring.  Keep in mind, I planted over forty, so one is quite pathetic.

Better than nothing, though.  I guess.


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