buds.

spring came early despite the groundhog.
that's right, neighbors.
peachy keenness isn't just for the southern climes
of places like georgia,
no matter what their license plates may claim.
casey and cyle's berfday present is paying off
in the unbirthday median march madness-
check the mutha-flipping teleport:

yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup.
inside the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress,
in the woodsly goodness,
up in the northern climes of really real life.
pink peach blossoms poppin'?
we GOT they.
sometimes,
new beginnings show up where you're surprised to find 'em.
what?
no,
that's not hopefulness, kids.
that's the truth.
besides,
we're a little early for bees to hump 'em up.
so let's not get ahead of ourselves here-
it looks more likely that it'll be all show,
and no substance.
all potential and no reaping.
awwwwwwwwwwww.
nature wins.
sometimes more than once at a time.
it's possible i could rub on on the others
and be proactive in helping the situation along,
but outside influences aren't always welcome, y'know?
however,
no matter the outcome,
it's still happening,
and it's still beautiful.
sometimes,
that's almost worse;
never quiet, never soft.....