What with all of Frances's wild adventures on the other side of the planet, these peach blossoms seem almost inconsequential. And yet, to the hundreds of bees and butterflies and other miscellaneous insects that buzz around it all day, it appears to be the center of the universe.
Too bad winter isn't over. Too bad, because it means we will probably not get any peaches. Though why that should concern us is questionable, seeing as last year's crop was sabotaged by the squirrels. They ate every peach, to the last bite, never giving us a chance to get so much as a taste.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
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