...that I was standing outside in short sleeves relaxing with my friends at the end of a busy day. Wait a minute, it WAS yesterday (well, actually the day before).
We hit the lower twenties last night and will again tonight. I crunched through frozen grass on the way to the barn this morning. The horticulturist on the news said there really wasn't anything we could do to stop the damage. We have the cutest, hard working little peach tree and it was covered in blooms the other day. Likewise the pears, apples, plums and cherry trees. While I feel bad for myself and my trees, I feel even worse for the folks they were interviewing from one of the local orchards. There is a big difference between fun and livelihood.
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I guess our wonderful Sprintime blossom show is toast. Sigh. Some years are just like that.
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