if my mid-afternoon screams startled you. My wayward children did not rush the street. No, I was not mugged while checking my mail. I was dramatically surprised. And my emotions got the best of me.
For this very afternoon,
I found Spring.
I have no idea the type of flower. I do not care. No matter. They will look perfectly adorable, blooming with the still-strung Christmas lights, as their backdrop.
Very kindly, Bleep off.