while out walking george this morning, I documented it.
a few snaps of midwest spring for you:
sprung
ahhhhhhh! Spring out here just ain't the same. I mean its nice and all, but there's no sense of having recently been released from a Siberian prison, like you have in Illinois when the tulips appear. And the jonquils. The iris. The forsythia. The air-raid sirens when tornadoes are sighted….
Yes, Mark you are so right. It's great to see spring coming to Chicago. Boy, they had a tough one this winter. Great pix. Oh, I miss Chicago.