Remember that this is a repost, and all old injuries are healed.
We had a sudden blast of snow this week after a month of spring-into-summer.
:: A girl-meets-pavement accident (before the snow) landed us in the ER. No broken bones this time.
:: Tulips shutting themselves up against the snow.
:: Porch swing swinging wet in the wind.
:: Pansies bravely blooming anyway.
:: Budding fruit trees frozen. No fruit to come.
Brave hoped, dashed. Wine spilled.
A triumphant King… wearing a crown of thorns.