“de wind she blow lak hurricane,
Bime by she blow some more”
that’s a line my dad used to quote on windy days. i never knew where it was from but it often seemed apropos here.
today the wind did blow “lak hurricane”, whipping away the little snow that fell and leaving the world still cold and gray. but inside i was thankful to be warm and cozy, dreaming of the summer….
so once again i dip in to my stock of summer wild flowers and pretend the sun is shining.
brown eyed susan
meadow parsnip
shrubby cinquefoil