Today, the pond looks like this - spring is busting out all over.
Late April - spring had barely begun.
Early March, it looked like this - at least the ice was gone.
Late January.
Sometimes I miss the warmth and consistency of the weather I experienced living in southern California for twenty years but, if truth be told, I don't think I would give up the majesty and variety of the seasons in New England.
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