Sometimes Sunday feels like Spring… Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogleLike this:Like Loading... 12 thoughts on “Sometimes Sunday” Add yours Just back from a dog walk in warm sunshine. If not for the mud, I could have got away with wearing shorts. (They are on, now I’m back…) Hard to imagine that next weekend is forecast for freezing temperatures and the chance of snow again. 😦 Best wishes, Pete. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Eventually we’ll leave the cold behind, might not be til May at this rate! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Sigh…. One day we’ll have that here! It was ok later in the day, but the morning was still -11 with the windchill yesterday.. I’ll look at your beautiful pictures and dream though!! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Beautiful sunny day here, but chilly, and apparently the snow is back this coming weekend, so this is a fake Spring! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Blah! No more fake spring! I want REAL!! … Although, that usually just means a lot of crazy winds and rain… LikeLiked by 1 person I blame the government. 😉 LikeLiked by 1 person Oh, I ALWAYS blame the government!! Lol! LikeLiked by 1 person Flowers! We will see them one day…I hope. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply 🙂 finders xt! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply or even fingers doh! LikeLike Aren’t those the best? Here’s hoping for an encore this weekend! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Poor forecast here. but living in hope! LikeLike Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) w Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.