February blurred past mostly like this—
Now we've arrived in March, and our one Kentucky acre
has bounded ahead to this—
When the weather turns again and temperatures dip ...
they just will ...
Well, that's gonna leave a mark.
But today, we'll eat our meals outside, walk the gardens,
and make plans for the months ahead.
And we'll hope against hope they don't include any more of this—
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