....AND HOPES OF SPRING SEEM ETERNAL
Saturday, 9:00 AM. 30 degrees F at the ferry dock, 26 on the back porch. Wind SSE, calm with occasional light to moderate gusts. The sky is clear, the barometer stands steady at 30.37", predicting a seasonally cool but sunny week ahead.
Someone cited the old saw yesterday; "Hope springs eternal." when talking about the arrival of spring. Then some one else said, "Yes, and hopes of spring seem eternal."
So when I looked out my library window this morning onto the snow covered herb garden, I saw hopes of spring...daffodil leaf buds springing up through the snow.