Montana has awoken and has me thinking of spring and renewal even though winter’s official end is still nearly a month away. The snow is retreating up the mountain slopes, the grass is green, and the squirrels are out in mass.
Gotta love the squirrels.
In the apartment there isn’t any wildlife, but the life is wild. The cats are soaking up the morning sun and then stampeding through the apartment. Back and forth. Back and forth. And then Mr. Calvin collapses. He is fifteen years-old, after all.
It also has me thinking about my own seasonal renewal…
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