tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661873839566213129.post5294113868066437965..comments2023-04-05T07:56:16.240-07:00Comments on Orts and Fragments: Anticipating a Birthdaymarlowehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03411101474956102690noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661873839566213129.post-50602019119732527232012-02-06T06:40:59.786-08:002012-02-06T06:40:59.786-08:00And doesn't it feel ridiculous to call April w...And doesn't it feel ridiculous to call April winter . . . yet it is!!!Gigi Thibodeauhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15326335927273800932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661873839566213129.post-66296212022736118552012-02-04T06:29:05.875-08:002012-02-04T06:29:05.875-08:00Oh, sweet friend, thank you for that! I do find t...Oh, sweet friend, thank you for that! I do find this New England middle of winter business (Feb, March, April) a bit much. When/where I was growing up, February was the beginning of spring. Imagine that!<br />Kisses and sunshine!marlowehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03411101474956102690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661873839566213129.post-72827460974922852632012-02-03T21:57:30.089-08:002012-02-03T21:57:30.089-08:00I know Eliot said that April is the cruelest month...I know Eliot said that April is the cruelest month, but here in New England, I do believe February vies for that distinction (March puts up a good fight, too). Among the few bright lights that pierce February's grey, though, is your birthday--and what a light it is. <br /><br />xoxo Gigi <br /><br />P.S. Lovely photos!Gigi Thibodeauhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15326335927273800932noreply@blogger.com