rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Goodbye, Winter

A smattering of rain, occasional gusts of wind, and scudding gray clouds alternately obscuring and revealing the afternoon sun was the best the last day of winter could do. I heard no thunder, but there could be some tomorrow. A laggard flock of geese flying north honked above at dusk. They'll find all the best nesting spots gone, I'm sure. I could have warned them of the consequences of letting things slide. After all, I'm the master of that. Who's your daddy, geese?

Hello, Midnight.

Hello, Spring.
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