I imagine this little robin thinking, "Oh what fresh hell is this?"
My little violas seem to be turning their backs to the wind. I know they will survive and smile for me again when the warmth returns.
Whether the weather be fine,
Whether the weather be not,
Whether the weather be cold,
Whether the weather be hot,
We'll weather the weather,
Whatever the weather,
Whether we like it or not.
anon.
I love how you find color in this drab season!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful pictures!
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