XIHe rode over ConnecticutIn a glass coach.Once, a fear pierced him,In that he mistookThe shadow of his equipageFor blackbirds.
Yesterday’s Phenology: It got up to 35 or so today, the coldest day of the week, the weather guy said on the radio, and 7 degrees above average. Possibly up to the 60 mark in the next day or two? Not a lot of snow left now. This feels like March to me, or perhaps early April. Not good.
Song of the Day: Skip James, Crow Jane