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Ooh the frost can be unforgiving! Powerful write, Linda.
Nope. Just when it seems all the flowers are out and happy, another killing frost comes. Such sadness.
I must say - the frost certainly gave you an amazing photo opportunity!
Haste and impatience? it does a soul great things to hope and play the odds, but the deck is always stacked, and mother nature will always hold the winning hand .... much to the disappointment of the moment of loss. Such as it is - still, there is a beauty within the frosted dark/light, even if it's only temporary and it may all have to be scrapped.
This is a very strange spring. Poor chilly blooms!
Similar to what's happening in my poem! Spring will come (for both of us), I'm sure.
Frost can be so cruel!
I relate to this one, L.C. You told it well, in well under 100 words. Two years in a row we've had a hard killing frost. Last year it killed a palm tree and quite a few perennial flowering plants, plus bushes, etc. ..
Oh how cruel spring can be.
The unforgiving frost. well expressed.ww.numerounity.com
you caught the mood of the weather perfectly...I can very much relate as I stomp along icy walkways... :)
Ah, the killing frost.. such a shame. Last year it destroyed the blossoms of my pomegranate tree.
And many thing do. I enjoyed your write.
Ha, clever and succinct use of the words. (And the sentiments very understandable.)