Another month come and gone? Yes, and though I can't say that April has been any prize and am beginning to think that 2014 is going down as the spring that never was to be followed by a summer thatnever was (don't tell anyone I told
you —— Foogle it), I still think it went by fast.
I spent the month fretting about the cat, kiddos, and husband, not necessarily in that order.
A real robin showed up; even he looked winter spring weary and as if he had had a cold for a month. (That nest material looks as if he were wearing a mustache.)
Real daffodils are still scarce, but one arrived in the form of art.