it's spring somewhere.

neighbors,
my kitchen windowsill is greening itself all up.
really.
i guess some plants pay more attention than others?
probably.
because i've got one potful of produce that sure
seems to know that these days and nights
are s'posed to be waaaaaay more expert
than the feet and feet of snow outside,
and the deep dips in temperature would have us believing.
y'know?
i mean,
yes,
it absolutely sucks all the balls in all the outdoor aspects
of the still-wintry springtimes of this woodsly goodness-
but,
indoors, inside the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress,
it seems like somebody has been gettin' busy with
the rebirth of life and plants and all that sort of sh!t.
(i think it's me, kids)
check the nature-finds-a-way-type teleport:

wu-TANG!
gerber daisy activation for springtime.
i needed that.
a baby blossom in the middle of all this cold crappiness.
so nice.
it's just one flower,
but it's here,
and it's happy,
and it's all really happening.
bright spots that don't cause snowblindness are a welcome change;
never quiet, never soft.....