There were clear blue skies when I woke up and by the time I got moving half of this winter dust had already melted.
Towards the end of the day Miss Collar and I went on bulb patrol. Crawford was sleeping off another night on the prowl.
The crocus weren't quite sure what to do today.
The participants of Bulbapaloozathon grow in numbers in strength.
Things really aren't so far off schedule as this winter that wasn't makes it seem.
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Light dust makes all look sharp. Glad Miss Collar is not a gadabout. I hope Crawford wasn't out all night.
The flowers are looking up.
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