Three-Six-Five

Even the garden bulbs are typical Wisconsinites.  Temperatures get into the forties and they’re out baring it all ready for the heat wave about to hit.  I envy their ambition to get a jump on the growing season but at the same time pity their lack of foresight.  Winter has yet to shed her garments and welcome a sustained warm spell.  If only they got the memo.

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