March is not my favorite month. In fact, it's on the bottom of the dozen. Even so, on a walk today I saw lace in the most unlikely places. First, a rotting snowbank.
But a lacy landscape in close.
Even less likely is this clod of frozen mud.
But it's the most beautiful!
I think I'm ready for some spring-like views.
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