If the Clematis are blooming it must almost be Memorial Day.
The azaleas are enjoying their last few days of bloom.
The tender green grasses shoot straight up with the warming earth and increasing daylight hours.
Those who can coax beauty from the soil are special folk - it takes a willingness for hands in the earth, dirt under the fingernails, and in this case, it helps to have the accompaniment of bright sunshine, a soft breeze, the call of nesting red-winged blackbirds, and the persistent galumping of frogs. (A floppy hat is always good, too.)
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