I'll be glad when Spring is here when I'll have no need to fear.
The Wintry blasts that are raging thur the land. I'll take up my hoe and rake and a garden I will make, For I know the Lord will give a helping hand. Sense and Nonsense in Poetry By Willis L.Tackette
That is a Red Bird flying to the feeder and it is just a blur. This is a Winter of snow that Arkansas has not seen in many years. We are to get 4 to 6 inches