Mistral showed up after the day ended
And swept all the rain clouds away
The moon smiled in so cold a sky
That stars did not twinkle.
But now clouds are tiptoeing
Back quietly from the east
As winter sun perseveres.
In oblique sunbeams
Gnats float and dance
In frenzied swirls;
Drunk bees court
The rosemary with abandon;
Birds search for mates
Singing their calls
That echo through the hills
And end at my doorstep.
Photo from treehugger.com
unbuttoned or undone 
Encore une delectation.
Tu ne penses jamais a nous montrer la version Francaise ici?
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Merci. Non, je n’y pense plus. Je ne crois pas que cela interesserait les lecteurs a part toi. Et tu les vois le premier, donc… Remarque je peux faire un essai et voir la reponse.
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Obviously this is on another planet. It’s still 22deg and snowing where I live (and that is not in the arctic). Someday spring will come. I’ll be more than ready for it. Happy day to you!
Paul
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Brrrr! Tomorrow, the sun will come out tomorrow…. Let’s hopethe real spring is not far behind the calendar date.
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It is wet here too. I like the rain except we have unending traffic jams.
The photos you use are usually superb, they contribute to the story in their own rights
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It has been one of the wettest (and cold) winter ever in these parts. Frankly, I am done with rain and cold. Even when the sun is out, it really isn’t warm.
I am glad you like the pictures. Nothing like visuals to bring a text to life.
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Here, the last few months were so hot we kept saying everyone had their own sun and an extra one for everyone to share. I like the rain especially when am sleeping.
They were right those who said a picture can take the place of 1K words, yours take more 😀
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Yes, Rainy nights bring better sleep, I think. You are sweet. Thank you.
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What a beautiful poem!
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Thank you. I am glad you enjoyed it and thank you for taking the time to comment.
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Ah, sun stretching the skin of my shoulders
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Enjoy. Smile
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We are unusually chilly for the end of March as well….
I wish I was a drunk bee courting the rosemary….
Great way to spend a spring day!!! wouldn’t ya say?
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Uh huh! Smile.
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And add a glass of mead to that and you know I’d be dancing! God I miss you!
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