Patches of snow are still trying to turn into water in this land of the midnight sun. Some trees are making an attempt to bud. Jasper Littlebottom is getting the gardening bug. Hazen had a terrible winter. Wandering around town talking to the survivors would make anyone glad they were not here. Most of the residents look like ground hogs that just came out to see their shadow. Jasper is driving the city bus as a part time job to pay for her vast art collection. Kadazzle is trying to get his posterior in gear and get a few simple projects done. Soon it will be sailing season and that means the regular polishing and painting. The lake will have plenty of water and it will be great to have a gentle breeze wisk the Kadizzles to a secluded bay.
The guy in the picture and his wife moved into the neighborhood. Some people are bitching about the noise they make, but Kadizzle loves the hoot of an owl at night. The other day two cock pheasants had a boxing match right on the street. A third rooster stood by like the referee. The fact that the wildlife is coming to life is a good sign.
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