On the prairie this year, April was notably chill, dark and wet.
Now it's rained on five of May's first 6 days.
Currently, it's 47 degrees. And raining. Tolerable weather, I suppose. For March.
The say this time next week it'll be more like summer, with hot days and sultry nights.
We'll see. First, it must stop raining.
Until then, quality light's in short supply. Much less anything resembling perfect.
So until further notice, dreaming of springs past will have to do.
This last image was captured in May, 2018. Four hundred and fifty friggin' miles north of here.
Years. Go figure.
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