tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727144520418240950.post3888230745285818276..comments2023-05-21T03:02:16.260-05:00Comments on Penny and Spree: out like a lambkittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16337573740809639917noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727144520418240950.post-48547849622409894562009-04-22T18:24:00.000-05:002009-04-22T18:24:00.000-05:00It is nice to see the water and no ice....we are s...It is nice to see the water and no ice....we are so ready for warmth here, as well!Momya Rogersnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727144520418240950.post-18750183436618269502009-04-22T14:51:00.000-05:002009-04-22T14:51:00.000-05:00Au revoir to the ice, bienvenue to the budding tre...Au revoir to the ice, bienvenue to the budding trees! This time of year reminds me of one of my favorite Robert Frost poems:<br /><br />Nature's first green is gold,<br />Her hardest hue to hold.<br />Her early leafs a flower;<br />But only so an hour.<br />Then leaf subsides to leaf.<br />So Eden sank to grief,<br />So dawn goes down to day.<br />Nothing gold can stay.Mary O'https://www.blogger.com/profile/02717393572140192961noreply@blogger.com