A URN

I intended to finish this, but the weather changed. In a matter of minutes, steel wool filled the sky. Now it's cold. Spring is having a hard time establishing a beachhead this year. No tears shed here: Spring was invented to mock me. Rebirth, renewal, reinvigoration. Ha. How soon we forget what follows. Is nobody paying attention?

Comments

[Katherine]

I am! Gosh a new way of doing indefinite articles! ;)

Come and warm up and look at spring in Sussex on my blog!:D

[meg]

Sigh <--- That's all I can do when I look at your watercolors.

At the risk of giving you a big head and turning myself into a simpering groupie, I feel obliged to mention that you're my favorite watercolorist.

Your work is lovely - thank you for sharing it with us plebs.

[Wally Torta]

What a coincidence! I love simpering! Thanks, Meg.