Here we are, already at the mid-point of April and almost done with the first month of spring. After a slow start (because all springs feel like they start slow) we suddenly went bounding straight into summer weather with the last few days of 80-degree glory. Looks like next week returns to some rain and gloom, more in tune with typical April weather, and a way to slow down the hyper-speed bursts of growth and bloom that are now in danger of being obliterated should a late-season storm wreak havoc before the frost-free promised land of May arrives. Spring is perilous that way – it dares to defy, and sometimes the dares end in disaster. Only summer can rescue some of those mistakes.
This is a magical time, especially the nights. The world is coming alive again.
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