If only the dog could have cushioned my fall ...
Sunday, March 17, 2013
I believe, dear friends, that spring may finally have sprung. Because of all the flowers blooming, the warmer breezes and the brighter sunshine, I am happy and feel like hugging a tree. Because of the sneezing, sniffling, eye itching and nose blowing which accompany all this renewal of life, I am afraid and feel like moving to Antarctica. So as you can see, spring is something of a contradictory experience for me.