I'm ready for spring. I wish it would hurry up and get here. I realize that its still only March and here in Alberta that could easily mean the arrival of spring or the last, blustery remnants of a wild winter. Considering the unusually mild winter we've had this season, you'd think that spring would already be here. Mother Nature was just messing with us when she threw springlike temperatures back in late February and early March; she then laughed her ass off as we received a few dumps of snow, chilly temps, and all of Edmonton raced to pull their parkas out of storage. We should really know better.
Surely I'm not the only one out there who's ready to plant seeds, grab some compost, and smell the earthy goodness as they squish their hands into freshly turned soil? Come on Mother Nature, please??? I promise you can give us a wicked winter next year, ok?
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